Page 9 of Knot Our Omega

When she came to stand in front of me, I was hit with her scent. Jasmine and vanilla punched me in the gut and sank every hang-up I’d had about coming here to get her.

She was ours. Pure and simple.

“He’s from DarkShadow. You can’t send her there,” one of the men my age called out. The female they were with elbowed him in the ribs.

I ignored him.

“I’m Penn. It’s lovely to meet you, Rumor.”

“You too.”

“Are you all packed up?”

Her eyes widened, and a smile lifted the corners of her lips. Either she was glad I was here, or she was simply that desperate to get the fuck out of here. I’d take her no matter which. “I am.”

Her mother laughed. “We’re getting a bit ahead of ourselves. As you know, our Rumor has a high price on her. She is an omega bred in a strong and powerful family.”

I winked at Rumor and her cheeks bloomed with a rosy blush. “How about you go get ready to leave?”

Rumor turned and bolted up the stairs despite her mother’s protests. “This is not the way we are doing this. You are not in charge here.”

Nodding, I turned to the foul woman. “The money is here. In full. All cash. Please count it if you wish.”

“You can’t bring her back,” the man in the chair grumbled.

“I would never return her here.” Every bit of malice intended.

“How many are in your pack?”

“Three of us. All in good financial standing.”

“Good. Evelyn, count the money. Make sure it’s all there. Help her, Reyna. We all know the reputation of their so-called pack.”

I handed over the brown paper bag. We had cushioned it with an extra thousand to test out the honor of these people. Although, since they were selling their daughter, we already knew. “Here you go.”

“You are aware that she is an omega. Not the alphas we usually produce,” the woman said, her hands full of cash and her eyes alight with greed.

“I do. What a treasure.”

“A treasure,” the other woman mocked. She looked to be the same age as Rumor, though with a completely different build and not half as beautiful. She must’ve been the alpha twin.

“Yes. Omegas are a gift from the Goddess.”

“The money is all here,” the older woman said to the older man. “I’ll go make sure she’s got everything ready.” Her black eyes turned to me. “You’re sure you want her.”

“More than sure and I’m eager to get going back to our home.”

They said nothing about the extra thousand. That fact spoke volumes.

Chapter Seven

Rumor

I bounded up the stairs as fast as I could. While this was my family, after the way they’d acted since I presented as an omega, I couldn’t get out of here fast enough.

Mostly packed, I stuffed the last of my things inside the bag and changed into some jeans and a worn but soft and comfortable sweatshirt. My sister and I used to be clothed in the best of the best outfits but once I emerged as an omega, I could no longer wear anything scratchy or itchy or not the correct texture. Lily assured me it was all part of being an omega. After that, I turned to my more worn items plus the ones Lily gave me. Things she’d thrifted or handed down to me.

I frantically looked around the room with a new excitement in my step. The alpha who came for me, Pendleton, or Penn, looked kind. He had nice eyes, and his smile melted me instantly.

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