Page 32 of Knot Letting Go

“Let’s get home before the rain starts, sweetie.” I tucked the kite under one arm and took her hand with the opposite one.

Lillianna swung our hands together between us as she sang what I could only guess was a Disney song about the sea, adding in her name and Aubrielle’s. I put the kite in the trunk and then buckled her into her carseat. She was still singing as I sat down behind the wheel. A few fat drops of rain started to fall and splattered against the windshield.

I glanced at my phone to find a text from an unknown number. Seeing its area code was Italian, I frowned and opened it.

No words, only a photo of Aubrielle. My heart hammered as red tinged my vision.

She was in the garden behind the manor. Her hair was loose and waving in the wind, and she had a faraway look in her eyes as she bent toward a blooming rose bush.

The fuckers. While there were no words, the threat was clear.

My Omega.

I’d kill Lorenzo with my bare hands if any of them came near Aubrielle.

I hissed through my teeth and sent a text to Quill and the staff asking if any of them knew where Aubrielle was. Placing my phone into the dashboard mount, I cranked the engine and zipped out of the lot. Before I even made it to the road, Enid had responded saying that she’d had lunch with Aubrielle and she was sitting in the garden.

Lillianna launched into another song, thankfully oblivious to everything else. I would end this war with the Pacettis and she would be safe. Aubrielle would be safe. I would protect them with everything in me.

Even if that meant playing dirty like Lorenzo.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN - Aubrielle

I had the most wonderful sleep after Quill carried me to my room. It was also the longest I’d ever slept with nearly twelve hours of me curled up in my bed. I’d been wrapped in Quill’s towel all night with his scent embracing me as much as the plush cotton terry cloth.

I couldn’t believe that I’d let him touch me like that.

More than touch me, he had enthusiastically eaten my pussy until I was screaming from pleasure. Not only was he really good at it, but I’d been ready to give him all of me. My legs were spread and I begged for his knot. Yet he didn’t do it.

That made me want him even more.

Quill had only seen to what I needed. The fact shocked me every time I thought about it. I’d heard so many stories about Alphas going feral and taking Omegas against their will, but he had controlled himself. He eased my heat pains, rinsed me off, and carried me to my room, tucking me in bed. He even made sure that there was a cup of water on my bedside table and as well as my phone in case I needed anything.

Sleep took me so quickly after my release, I only knew the latter part because they were there when I woke. His citrusy scent hung in the air throughout my room as if he’d been watching over me as I slept.

I’d been determined to stay away from both Quill and Konstantin. It would only cause everything to get messy. I didn’t want that chaos in my life.

But oh, how incredible it felt to have Quill between my legs feasting on me. Top that off with how well he handled it, maybe I was wrong that getting involved with him would be bad. And if I had an Alpha to help with my heat, I could end my heat sooner and continue with my duties.

Quill was willing, but there was also Konstantin. I felt an equal pull to him.

If I wanted to be with Quill, I would have to see Konstantin as only a brother. And if I chose Konstantin… There was no way I could see Quill as a brother after what happened. My cheeks heated every time I remembered his mouth all over my body.

Yet the bigger question was could I choose? I wouldn’t be the Omega who made the brothers hate each other forever.

Crap. I didn’t know what to do.

I wandered around all afternoon, caught up in my thoughts. I tried to think of other things. I called my father and chatted, thanking him for sending my stuff so quickly. He seemed so far away, though. Like my lonely life living at home was decades ago. I also texted with Callista and made plans to get together in town on Wednesday. We’d go to a splash pad if the weather was nice or to a children’s museum if it was raining.

Neither of those things could pry my mind away from my dilemma. It didn’t help that the ache between my legs was slowly growing again. If I could take care of it myself, I wouldn’t have to put myself in a position to choose between the brothers.

When the rain started to fall in the late afternoon, I slipped back into the manor and heard Lillianna coaxing Quill to play on the VR with her in the game room. Her excited little voice made me smile, but I stayed by the patio doors until I heard them disappear upstairs.

Only then did I slip through the rear rooms of the manor to head toward the stairs on the opposite side of the house than the kitchen. A few sessions with the shower head and…

It was his scent that slammed into me first. The oakmoss and vanilla were there, but there was something richer dominating it. The smokey wood and zing of mint hung heavy in his very male musk.

Konstantin rounded a corner, almost as if he were sliding out of the shadows like a phantom. For the first time, I saw him without a suit, and oh God, he was like a naughty fantasy come true. A black short sleeve Henley and jeans that rode low on his hips had my breath catch in my throat. His usually slicked back black hair was wind blown and every glorious muscle on his body was tense.

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