Page 130 of Knot His Reality

“Yeah, it’s upstairs. Once you get up there, just follow the signs.”

“Perfect.” She hugs both of us. “Thank you again, Quinn. I’m sure the movie is going to be amazing.”

We make our way toward the double doors at the other end of the room, making it over there just as the lights begin flickering. Quinn chuckles as he nods to the man who opens the door for us. “What did I tell you? Now we won’t have to fight the crowds to get up front.”

There are already a few people seated as he leads me to the front row. We’re the first ones there, and he leads us to our seats.

Over the next few minutes, I meet his co-stars and their dates, plus the director and producers. Besides his co-stars, I’m never going to remember anyone’s name.

“I hope there’s not a test at the end,” I mumble to Quinn, and he laughs.

“A test on what?”

“Everyone’s names. I’m never going to remember them all.”

He pats my leg. “Don’t worry. No tests, I promise.”

The lights flicker again, and everyone takes their seats. A few minutes later, the lights come down completely, and the movie begins.

It keeps me on the edge of my seat the whole time, wondering if the pack will be able to find their missing omega. Quinn is amazing in his role, and seeing him that big without his shirt on makes me want to strip him naked right here and now, but that wouldn’t be appropriate.

Unfortunately, now that I’m thinking about it, I can’t seem to stop.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

My cock is hard and throbbing, slick and pre-cum spilling from me and into my boxer briefs and suit pants.

Thank the gods for Evangeline’s omega line or Quinn would’ve had to remove me from the theater immediately.

As the credits roll, everyone stands and claps. I do the same, bouncing from foot to foot, trying to think about anything besides getting Quinn naked.

“Remy?”

I turn to him with wide eyes as I perfume—hard enough to overcome every scent blocker I used tonight.

“Shit,” Quinn curses, eyes roving the theater wildly. “We need to get you out of here.”

Enid Franklin, Quinn’s co-star and omega herself, tugs on Quinn’s jacket. “Quinn, there’s an exit hidden just behind the door. It’s what I was told to use if I had any issues. He’s going into heat. You have to get him out of here before the unbonded alphas scent him.”

“Thank you, Enid,” he responds brusquely, wrapping his arm around me and tugging me toward where she indicated as he drags the walkie-talkie from his pocket. “Mike. Lucas. We have a problem.”

“Where are you?”Lucas demands.

“There’s a door hidden behind the screen that’s apparently for omega use only. We’re heading there.”

I whine as my stomach cramps, pain shooting through me as slick spills from me once more. I need a knot in my ass or a lock on my cock. Both would be better, but I’m not picky.

I just need to be fucked right now.

Glancing behind us, I see heads jerking in our direction. I don’t know if it was my needy whine or my scent, but they’ve noticed us. A few men take a few stops toward us before stopping when Enid and her pack step in front of them.

“Go,” she yells. “Get out of here.”

“Good. They showed us that when we came by earlier for a security debrief. It’ll take a few minutes to get back there. As soon as you go through the door, there’s a button beside it. You’re going to press it. It’ll seal the door for five minutes. There are doors lining the hallway. Pick one—it doesn’t matter which one. The doors are impenetrable once locked. They’re rooms for just this situation. You’ll be safe there until we reach you. I have to grab one of the security guys because only their badges can unlock them. Keep him safe, and we’ll be there as soon as we can.”

“I’m so sorry,” I sob. I keep stumbling, my legs not wanting to hold me up, but Quinn tows me to the door and throws it open.

“Shit.” He slams the door shut and hits the button just before the door rattles.

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