In her old room that she had slept in sometimes, we had converted to just a guest room again. Part of me wanted to make it a nursery but Jace had told me I needed to pump the breaks or I was going to scare her. After telling her that I wanted to fill her with babies and seeing the way her eyes showed interest, it made me think that she wasn’t as disinterested as she may have acted.

We’d all talk about babies eventually. If Sadie didn’t want them that would be fine too. I loved her and that was enough. Kids could complete a pack for some people but our omega already completed ours. Anything extra was just a gift.

Her nest was hopefully everything that she dreamed of. Just like she was everything I had dreamed of.

It was done in green velvets, deep wood tones, white chiffon, and golden lights. It was a darker look than most omega nests. But it was so perfectly Sadie. Her own little hobbit hole for her to cozy up with her books or have her heat in.

Her heat…

Sadie had talked a little bit about things with us. She said she was a broken omega. That when she had been with her ex she had gotten slick sick. An illness that omegas would get that would make it so that they didn’t produce slick like normal. Slick sickness affects fertility and hormones within omegas.

Omegas were already sensitive by nature and their hormones being affected meant that they needed extra care. Slick sickness paired with her anxiety and depression had created a perfect storm. It could makeher heats be erratic. Especially since she had to get off her suppressants when everything happened.

She hadn’t had a full heat in years so there was this mystery of what was going to happen when it hit.

Slick sickness could be cured once she had some heats. Online forums also mentioned that being scent matches made omegas produce more slick and would offset a lot of the damages that were done with slick sickness.

“Cam? Ant? Jace? Where are you?” Sadie’s voice made us all look at each other and then around her nest to double check if it was ready for our omega. Around the space that we had made for her.

What if it wasn’t perfect?

What if she hated it?

She loved me. She loved us. We were enough for her just like she was enough for us. Of course our omega would like her nest. We knew her after all.

It was just such a big thing. Such an act that spoke of a forever and I hope that she understood that we wanted that. Sadie had told me she loved me. I knew she loved us all and we loved her. But she had told me she loved me. That must mean that she wouldn’t run away from this. From us. From forever.

“Up here, darlin’” Jace took over and I looked over at him, horrified. My panic is rising and I wasn’t ready for her to see it. Wasn’t ready to see if she rejected us because we had done something wrong.

It had to be perfect. What if it wasn’t-

A hand on the back of my neck made me look up at Ant.

“She loves us, Cam-Cam. Now we show her we love her.” I nod my head in understanding despite the jackhammering feeling of my heart that is going roughly 10000 miles per hour.

Sadie does love us.

Sadie.

Our omega.

“I’m not going to fall, daddy. Jeez.”Smack. “Ow. You walk in front of me from now on. No more of this-OW!Daddy.” Her sweet whine as Pax smacks her ass again has me smirking.

The door is thrown open and Sadie is looking back scowling asPaxton looks at her, his arm going around her waist as he pushes her forward inside and she turns to face the room. As soon as she sees it her mouth is dropping open in a pleased shocked look.

Her eyes scan the area as she softens in his arms. I watch her taking it all in. The way her eyes go over everything from the carpets we have over the wood flooring to her big bed with the warmest blankets we could find her.

Sadie makes a sound in her throat like she wants to scream and cry all at once. Her emotions are coming out and I can smell the way her peach is less of that juicy scent she has when she is turned on and now it's that musky peach smell that may be ever more intoxicating because it shows that she is happy.

“You guys have a nest?”

“Youhave a nest.”Jace corrects, as Sadie looks around the space again. A soft whine coming from her and making us all surge forward with the intent to comfort our omega.

It’s not her usual whine. That needy sound she makes when she wants us. This is a different sound. Different enough that it scares me when I hear it.

Did she hate it?

What if she hated it?