Page 6 of Knot Our Omega

“About her appearance. Think about it. She’s been shunned from her family. Put on sale like cattle. Shoved out of her pack. Sound familiar?”

It did to me. Because our fathers bred out of their mating vows, we were rejected from shifter society. Our own pack. We took care of each other and the others who were like us.

Our fathers paid no price for their adultery.

But we paid everything.

So we took up the weapons they said we had. We built our reputation on things that would keep them away. Ruthlessness. Power. Meanness. Lawlessness. They made up the rest. We only started the fire.

“She’s like us.” Penn was right. She wasn’t a bastard pup, but she was like us nonetheless.

“I hate this part of our society.” Leave it to Vargas to say it out loud.

“We can use their indecency to our advantage,” I offered. “She could be ours. We would treat her like our fated mate. We would be good to her when the rest of the world tried to bring her down.”

Okay, that was a little sappy.

“How much?” Penn asked.

“Half of our savings,” I said, showing him the screen that listed the purchase price for someone who should’ve been courted, not bid on. We alphas yearned to take care of an omega. Treat her like the queen that she was. Be slaves to her heat. Earn her love.

There were no objections.

“Who is going to go?” I asked. “If we all show up, it’s going to look like an ambush.”

We laughed. After the rumors we started and didn’t refute, everyone thought we were the danger.

Not the fathers who abandoned us.

Vargas and I both looked at Penn. “What? Why me? I just went to town and peopled. That was bad enough. This is awful.”

“But you’re the least scary,” I replied, cracking up.

“You’re not scary, Wilder.” Vargas shrugged. “That’s me. You’re not…as assertive.”

“Asshole.”

Vargas folded his arms over his chest. The man lived on good food and push-ups. And it showed. “And that assholery is why I’m not going. I already want to charge in there and give those people a piece of my mind. Selling off their daughter?”

Penn lowered his shoulders and blew out a breath. “Do they need cash?” He’d already accepted his fate.

“Doesn’t say, but I haven’t ever met a situation where it wasn’t welcome.” A truer statement had never been uttered. Cash was king.

“Do we have that much in the safe?”

I got up and punched in the combination and opened it. We had enough and more. Vargas didn’t trust banks.

I didn’t either.

We’d all received heavy inheritances from our fathers. Not because they were generous but as a buyout for us and our mothers to keep our mouths shut. We retained most of ours, since we’d bought the property at auction and built the house ourselves.

“When should I go?” Penn asked.

“Tonight,” Vargas and I blurted at the same time.

“Eager, are we?” Penn said. “All right. Give me the address so I can plug it in, and wish me luck. I might just come back with our omega.”

Chapter Five

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