Page 37 of Knot Our Omega

Luka bent down and scooped her up. "I've decided I don't like the option you picked. I'll carry you."

Sydney slapped at his chest, giving him a half-assed fight before she let her body relax into him, allowing him to carry her all the way to the couch.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

LUKA

Buzzzz.

I started awake, my mind a blur from how hard I'd been sleeping. I tried to move, not like I thought I could. Not when Sydney and I were scrunched up on the couch with Felix and Alfie on each side. I looked down at our omega, the smile taking over my whole face. She'd worked hard for us over this cycle, creating the life and family I dreamed of, I hoped. And now, she was out cold, barely making it through the beginning of the movie before her body went limp against mine and her breathing grew heavy.

I thought about waking her up and moving her to her nest, but she was peaceful here. Peaceful and perfect.

Buzzzz.

I sat up straighter, registering the chime of our doorbell. Who the hell would be at our door?

I was slow to remove my limbs from the bodies that surrounded me on the small space, but somehow, I managed to untangle our bodies without waking a soul. When I stood, Ishook out my body, trying to wake it up and stop the tingling that ran through my nerves.

Rap.

Rap.

Rap.

Whoever was there was impatient, not taking no for an answer. It annoyed me. How dare someone come to my home, interrupt my time with my unit, all while my omega was recovering from her first heat cycle?

I stomped to the front door and pulled it open, not bothering to look through the door peephole at who stood on the other side. "What?"

"Alpha." The woman, Mrs. Harriet, addressed me formally. Just looking at her reminded me how much I despised her and the company she worked for. The way my omega was treated, the lack of preparation they gave my woman, the sheer audacity to show up here in my home, made me frown deeper.

"Mrs. Harriet. I don't recall inviting you to my home."

"You didn't, but?—"

"I also don't recall a phone call in preparation for this meeting," I growled.

"There wasn't one. I just thought you'd like the news in person." Her smile was forced; my disdain was not.

"I'm not sure if you realized this, but any news I receive, I would never want from you or your organization." I leaned against the doorframe, not wanting to admit that even I, the alpha, was feeling a little weak from all the mating we'd done. I wanted to be back on that couch with my omega, not here entertaining this woman with whatever bullshit she was about to spout.

"I understand, Alpha. But after you left, I did some digging and contacted some other agencies, and I was able to obtain youwhat you asked. I thought I would hand deliver her for you today as well as collect?—"

"What I asked?" I was confused.

A tiny hand touched my back right as Mrs. Harriet stepped aside, her hands sweeping to the side to show me an omega that was just like the one we had asked for. Just like the one we didn't want. "Your new omega, Alpha. Just like you asked for."

Behind me, Sydney gasped. Then her hand dropped from my back before she pulled away, disappearing. I hated the distance that formed between us, hated this woman for invading my home and my private time with my mate. I glared at Mrs. Harriet, trying to keep my composure when I wanted nothing more than to explode at her, tear her to pieces on my doorstep, and let the other omega watch just what I was capable of. She'd hate me for it, I was sure. But my goal was never to impress this omega I didn't want, only the omega that belonged to me.

I gritted my teeth as I looked upon them, then spoke. "I do not want this omega."

"Excuse me? This is what you asked for."

"No." I shook my head. "I've got an omega."

"And I'm more than happy to take her back to the industries." Mrs. Harriet smiled wide, like she thought I'd prefer it.

"You will not touch my omega," I growled.

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