Page 4 of Knot Our Omega

"You can dye her hair," she offered.

"I will not. I should not. It's ridiculous," he spat, and I tried to hide it, but I couldn't stop the quiver of my lip. His voice was strong, powerful, and even if I rejected who he was, my omega would cower before him, letting him control her existence.

"We will offer her at half the price."

Half? I was worth full price, even if this flawed system didn’t recognize that.

A Tear fell and trailed down my cheek. Disappointment that my life had come to this waged a war with wanting to be free from this place.

"It's not about the money," he growled.

"A quarter of the price," she offered.

I closed my eyes against the insult.Was I not worth more than this? Does being alive and born an omega somehow make my life both valuable and worthless at the same time?

"She won't fit in the clothes we've provided," he pointed out, and I fought not to fiddle with my clothing. I failed, my hand going to the hem and pulling at my shirt.

"She can bring her own things. It won't take much time to pack up. Sir, Alpha, while I do get the situation isn't ideal, you must understand that this is out of my hands. We made a promise, and we broke that promise. It was an accident, I assure you. The first of its kind that I've ever seen. But I am trying to make it right and with a quarter of the price for an omega who is capable and moldable. I suggest you take the deal or leave."

There was a long pause of silence as the alpha stared into the organization director’s eyes, while she struggled not to cower. Finally with a growl, he stated, "You will need to refund what remains of our deposit. A quarter of the cost and then some had already been shelled out for this mishap."

And I was sold like cattle, probably for less than the cost of a cow. If they asked nicely, maybe I’d moo for them.

Mrs. Harriet’s smile grew while my heart sank, humiliation burning through me so strongly that all I could do was cry. "Perfect." Her eyes fell on me, ignoring my tear-stained cheeks. "Sydney, pack your things and don't squander time. These men have wasted enough time here today." When I didn't move, her voice grew harsh. "Now."

Then she turned to the alpha while I scurried away, trying to hold in the sob until I was locked behind my bedroom door.

CHAPTER THREE

FELIX

"You were rude," I stated causally, while we waited outside, leaning against the SUV.

"The organization was out of line by pulling this shit," Luka, our alpha, and my best friend, replied.

"I didn't mean to them. Fuck Mrs. Harriet and her organization. I meant to the omega. Did you not see the tears your words caused?"

He’d have to be blind to not see it. But something told me if he missed those tears falling down her pretty little round cheeks, it was an intentional miss.

"I didn't." He sighed before continuing. "But if she wants to be our omega, she needs to be tougher. A few words making her cry is as soft as they get."

"They weren't just a few words. You spoke all about your dislike for her body and said nothing positive." I saw absolutely nothing wrong with our omega’s body. The curves, the hair, those gorgeous big eyes. Fuck, they made my cock hard, and my inner delta screamed to want to wrap her up and protect herfrom harm, even if that harm was part of my own unit, and my alpha.

"Would you rather I lie?" Luka shook his head in disbelief. "It's clear she isn't what we ordered. She won't fit in with the other mated omegas; she's different."

"Is different so bad? I kind of like that she's unique. She's just like the betas you always go for. Just like the ones we all always go for," Alfie pointed out, and he wasn’t wrong in his assessment. Our unit always preferred our partners on the thicker side. We liked the soft curves under our hands and hips we could hold onto.

"She is not a beta. I'm not merely fucking her," Luka growled, a sound that reminded us who was really in charge. "I'm looking for a mate, not a fuck."

"Are you planning to not take care of your omega’s needs then?" Alfie questioned.

"I didn't say that," Luka huffed.

"Then she's both, if you ask me." Alfie shrugged.

"Good thing no one asked you." Luka fumed as he looked at his watch. "What is taking her so long? We've got a long drive ahead of us."

"We can stop at a hotel," I offered.

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