Page 13 of Knot Our Omega

Her voice wrapped around my torso and squeezed. My wolf went ballistic.

Go to her. Go to our mate. Carry her. Bring her to her nest.

She got out and looked to the porch. Wilder’s knee bobbed. My breath caught in my throat.

Forget the Goddess that created our kind, she was a Goddess in her own right.

“Her name is Rumor,” Wilder said. Shit, had I said that Goddess bit out loud?

Her blonde hair flowed in rivers down each shoulder and across her ample chest. Once the door was closed, I could see her curvy hips and hourglass figure. The worn-out clothes she wore somehow didn’t detract from her beauty one ounce. She walked over and stayed one step behind Penn. Of course she did. He was all she knew of protection, and he was her ticket to freedom.

Wilder and I stood as she got closer.

“Rumor, this is Wilder and this is Vargas. This is your…this is our pack.”

Wilder smiled and went down the stairs. “It’s nice to meet you, Rumor.”

She looked at me with those minty-green eyes. My words lodged in my throat like a boulder. “Rumor, it is lovely to meet you,” I choked out. “Welcome to our home. Your home.”

She nodded and a few things happened at once.

One, I was hit with her scent. Vanilla and jasmine and everything sunshine in this world.

Two, she stepped back, blushing, with her hand on her chest. “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” I asked. “Whatever for?”

“My blockers only last so long. It’s…my scent. I’m sorry.”

Wilder stepped closer but she didn’t budge. “Your scent is beautiful, omega. There’s nothing to be sorry for.”

“Your scents are…this place… Oh…” Penn and I both reached out as her knees buckled.

I caught her up in my hold, honeymoon style, and turned to my brothers. “Penn, can you grab her things? Wilder? Her nest is ready?”

Wilder nodded. “I washed everything this morning and made it all up.”

“I’m putting her to bed.”

I carried our omega, sweet and scared as she was, up the stairs where we’d built her nest. Hers was the only room upstairs and she had the floor to herself. One day, she might invite us to join her there. Maybe in her heat. Or simply for her comfort, but until then, it was hers. It had always been hers.

I brought her to the round, built-in bed and laid her across the soft comforter. We’d shopped all the omega outlets to find the best comforters and blankets for her nest. The plushiest pillows. The best of the best even though at the time, we didn’t have a whisper of her. If she took to us, accepted our courting and us as a pack, she would probably start stealing some of our shirts and clothing that smelled like us. I’d walk around naked if she wanted everything I owned. We’d waited so long for her.

I could only hope she let us be hers.

“There you go, sweetheart,” I whispered. “Rest well.”

Penn came up with her bags and helped me pull off her shoes and tuck her in. Wilder cracked the windows a bit. He said he hoped the sounds of the wild would comfort her.

It was dawn before we closed the door to her suite and I could finally breathe again.

Chapter Nine

Rumor

I never wanted to get up from this bed. Ever. My feet rubbed against the soft sheets surrounding me. Too bad I had jeans on. And a sweatshirt.

Huh?

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