Page 36 of Omega Alliance

"And this will be your second." I lean in for another kiss, but this one is different from before—more passionate, more demanding despite its gentleness. And it feels like everything around us fades away until there is nothing left but the two of us.

When we finally pull away, Sin's cheeks are a deep shade of pink, her eyes sparkling with fresh zeal. It makes me realize that I'm not the only one feeling incredibly powerful emotions in this moment, and I smile before asking softly, "Are you okay?"

She nods slowly, still staring into my eyes before she finally breaks the silence. "More than okay."

Sin lets out a happy sigh, then lays her head on my shoulder. I’m practically naked, stripped down to only my bra and panties, while Sin remains fully clothed in my arms.

"May I?" I ask, reaching for the hem of her shirt. It's the one she borrowed from me, and I love the way it seems to swallow her much lighter frame whole. It's like I'm always there holding her, even when I'm not.

She swallows, then nods, allowing me to pull the soft cotton fabric over her head and expose the sweetness beneath. I've seen all this before—on the OA feed, while working on her tattoos—but this time is different. This time she's choosing to share herself with me, and only me.

I glance briefly toward Levi who is still dozing softly in the other bed.

"Think he'll wake up?" Sin asks, then bites her lip, and it's so damn sexy I could cry.

"Let him. This moment will still be just for us." I lift her hand and fit my fingers to hers, comparing the size. My fingers are slightly longer, hers slightly thinner, but otherwise they’re a close match. The two of us fit together in every way.

Biologically, we're not supposed to want each other. But then again, my alphas and I aren't meant to be together either. As a beta, I’m meant to live a small life, but I've never let that stop me before and I refuse to start giving in to societal expectations now.

Not when there's so much right here for my taking.

Sin, Jax, Kieran, Levi, they're all made for each other. They have raw, organic connections even if they haven't all admittedthat to themselves yet. Me? I'm like that extra bit of pizazz. A garnish, really. Frivolous and wholly unnecessary, but once you have it on your plate, you can't imagine your dish any other way.

And I can't imagine any future that doesn't include Sin at our side. I want so much from her that it terrifies me. My heart chose her, not my body. We have a soul connection. Does she feel it too?

"What are you thinking?" she asks me now, her lips still swollen from my kiss. God, I want to kiss her again.

"I'm thinking a lot of things," I admit as we drop our linked hands to her lap.

"Like?"

"Like how much I like kissing you, but also just being here with you," I confess. I've already told her that I love her, but still it feels as if there's so much more to say. "And that I'm hopeful and scared and excited all at once, but that I wouldn't have it any other way because that could mean losing you."

"I'm here," she says, squeezing my hand. "I'm not going to run away again."

"Why did you run?" I ask, turning to her so that we're facing each other head on. It's a question I've mulled over many times since I awoke in the safe house and found her missing. And I question it even more now that she's here in my arms, seeing how easily she yields to me, knowing she wants all the things I want, and more.

"I was scared," she confesses. "Of getting caught and taken back to the OA, but also of the four of you getting caught and punished, all for trying to help me."

"We chose to help, Sin," I insist.

"Yeah, but I still feel guilty. You're risking so much, and, well, I just got overwhelmed, especially after Kieran shared that announcement about the reward and all."

I grit my teeth thinking of the "prize" they're offering for Sin's return. "Nobody is ever going to touch you without your consent," I growl, so fiercely and protectively I practically sound like an alpha myself.

"The directors lie," she whispers, blinking hard. "At least to me."

"You don't think they'll make good on their offer to give a pack weekly access to you? Well, that's a good thing, then, right?" Before she can answer, I rush to add, "Not that it really matters, because they're never getting you back. I'm never letting you go."

"I don't know," she admits, then lets out a long sigh. "I don't know what to believe. I only know I can't go back."

"Then you won't. Our pack, we'll keep you safe."

She casts her eyes down and mumbles, "If they really want me, you won't be able to stop them."

I shake my head adamantly. Why does it feel like she's giving up all of a sudden? "We won't let them. We'll find a way."

Sin's voice breaks and a single tear falls to the mattress between us. "They took my mother first. She went with them willingly, because they offered a good sum of money, money that we needed. All three of her alphas—my dads—died in a horrible accident a couple years back, and that just left her and me, struggling to survive the fallout."

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