Page 45 of Knot Our Omega

“I’ll meet you up there.” I had a feeling if I stood still too long, getting going again would be rough.

Halfway to the house, I ran into Penn, holding six jars of honey.

“Give me some of those.” I took three from him. “You don’t want to drop them.”

“Did I drop them?” he asked.

“Not yet.” I stuck my tongue out at him. “Is this all for us?”

“It is. I have some plans. Some baking plans.” Unless those plans included baklava for the entire village, he still had overstocked for us.

“That’s an awful lot of honey for baking plans.”

“Did I mention there were a lot?”

My stomach was now really hurting. “I’m going up to bed. I want to lie down.”

“Did you want company?”

“Maybe. Maybe I need a wolf.”

“I got you.”

I continued my waddle all the way to my room and climbed into my nest, hugging my down pillow to my chest and closing my eyes. I didn’t fall asleep until Penn joined me in his wolf form, his back pressed to mine, giving me a little bit of support and a whole lot of love.

When I woke up, it was because the pain had gotten worse, and I gave a little yelp.

“Are you okay?” Wilder was in the doorway.

“Yeah. I just…yeah.”

There was a lick on the back of my neck.

“Penn. I know you’re there.”

“Honey, need more company?” Wilder asked.

“I’d love some.”

He stripped his clothes and took his wolf and joined us on the bed.

The next time I woke up, Vargas was there, too, his wolf at the end of the bed, guarding the door, the position he tended to take when in this form.

I pushed to get up—and the bed was wet. Gross.

I climbed out to see what was happening, and the wolves all stood at attention, giving low growls, their eyes trained on the door.

“Cut it out, you guys. I just—I think I peed the bed.” There’d been a time I’d have been embarrassed to have said that, but now, out it came, no blushing or anything. “No one is coming to bother me.”

One by one, they shifted back.

“Let me hold your hand when I tell you this, Rumor,” Penn said, “but I don’t think that’s pee. I think it’s baby time. That’s your water breaking.”

“Do you need a midwife?” Vargas was already fishing through his clothes for his phone.

I shook my head. I didn’t want any strangers here. I only wanted family.

“No. I need Lily.” She’d been there for other omegas’ births. She could be there for mine.

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