Page 15 of Knot Our Omega

“Spit it out, omega,” Luka ordered, his patience gone.

“I’ve not had my heat. I can’t have children,” she admitted, tears streaming down her face before she pushed up from the table and stormed down the hall, back to the safety of her nest.

CHAPTER NINE

LUKA

Our omega stormed away before we could stop her, her distress on the subject clear, her despair written all over that pretty little face of hers.

“Had no one told her?” Alfie looked just as distressed, the poor beta hating when there is any sort of disharmony within our group.

It was clear our omega had a lot to learn. The Omega Industries failed her. How many had they failed before her? What was their advantage to not giving out the full extent of information to their females? More government funding? That didn’t seem worth messing with our omegas’ lives.

I stood, placing my palm firmly on the table as I stood, trying to decide if I should give her time or go after her. Having a female in our midst was new, and I wasn’t confident on the right action.

“Should I go after her?” I finally asked my unit, who looked equally confused about what to do.

“She needs to know,” Felix said. “Fuck. I’m furious on her behalf. Why didn’t they tell our omega?”

“I’m reporting them first thing tomorrow, when all government agencies are open. The way they have treated Sydney is shameful,” I stated, tasting how well I liked saying her name on my lips.

Sydney.

Such a pretty name for our omega.

“They need legal action against them.” Alfie leaned back in his chair. “This whole situation is, well… it’s embarrassing for them, to be sure. A government agency dropping the ball like this, despicable. Go to the omega. Don’t let her worry more than she needs to.”

I nodded once before stepping away from the table and following the sweetest scent of cherries down the hallway and through our room. At the closed door to our omega’s nest, I knocked.

“Sydney.” I rapped my knuckles again. “Can we talk?”

She didn’t answer me, but I knew she was there. If her soft sniffles didn’t give it away, her sweet scent would have.

“Omega. I know you’re in there. I’d like to talk.” I pushed the power of my alpha behind my words, causing her to whimper before the door pushed open the tiniest of cracks.

I used the open door as an invitation and pulled it the rest of the way, opening her space to me. I found her standing in a corner, a soft blanket she had taken from our linen closet clung tightly in her fist.

“I am sorry, Alpha.” She sniffed. “I should have told you before we left the industries, but I was afraid and I, well, I am selfish, Alpha. I didn’t want to stay.”

“Sydney.” I sighed as I stepped forward, “You don’t need to cry.”

Telling her not to cry was counterproductive because it caused her only to sob harder. “I’m sorry.”

“No, little omega. I’m sorry they failed you.” They failed her too damn much and it was infuriating. They should have told her the truth. It was their responsibility to educate her, and the only thing they educated her on was how to be like every other omega in this world. They wanted to take away what made her unique, and the more I looked at her, the more I was convinced that there would never be a way to make an omega like her invisible. "I'm sorry they failed you and didn't tell you the truth."

"The truth?" she questioned, those bright glassy eyes on me.

"Omegas do go into heat, that part is true." I closed my eyes for a moment, focusing on her, on my wants, on my desires. In seconds she was bending over, her hands on her stomach.

"What's happening to me?" she gasped, fear in her eyes laced with the want that was a reflection of my own. I pulled back on my projections, until she could no longer feel my power pushing at her.

"Omegas go into heat naturally, Sydney. But others, well... an alpha can force heat if they desire. If the omega is capable. And... just that simple display right now tells me that you are more than capable of bearing our children, when your body is ready."

"I don't understand." Her fingers held tight to the cotton, using it as an anchor.

"You can go into heat, Sydney. You will one day. I won't force it unless you ask me to. But I can. When we are ready and if you accept us, we will have a family. If... I mean, if that is what you want too."

As an alpha, I'd never wanted anything more. We crave a family. Spend our whole lives building up to the perfect point where we could have one of our own. Every instinct inside of us, no matter how hard we try to fight it, urges us to procreate. Now, after years of building our company, creating a home we couldbe proud of and making sure we were stable for our omega, we were ready. It was time. Hell, it was time years ago, if only we didn't have to wait for our number to be called through the Industries.

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