Page 66 of Knot Our Reality

“We can’t protect you from it being used against you,” Alejandro continues. “But we’re damn well going to make sure it can’t be used against anyone else.”

I nod. We knew there wasn’t enough time for the law to be changed in time to help me, but this is about so much more than me. How many other omegas find themselves in a similar situation and don’t have the support I do?

Yes, this is about keeping my kids, but it’s also about making sure this never happens again.

“We’ve had a lot of requests for interviews and appearances.” Sophia wrinkles her nose. “I keep telling them you’re busy withHeated. One would think that would get them off my back, but it doesn’t. You might need to do a few. You’re a known name and being onHeatedwill only make your fame grow. Whether you want to be or not, you’ve become the face for this movement of abolished laws that essentially enslave omegas without a pack.”

“That’s definitely not what I wanted, but I’m not surprised. I’m willing to do appearances and interviews, but I need to approve them. The first interview needs to go toPack It Up. If I’m going to do this, my business gets first dibs. We have good relationships with some of the talk shows. Call my assistant and let her know what we need, and she’ll make sure it happens.” I turn to Bree. “Assuming we can make it work with the show.”

She immediately waves me off. “Don’t worry about that. We’ll figure it out. I’m even willing to allow them to come to the compound to record the interviews. That should get them creaming their pants. They’re always trying to get exclusives aboutHeated.”

We spend another hour or so working out our next steps, and I feel a lot better about all of it.

Do I want to do interviews and reveal my life story? I sure the fuck don’t, but this needs to be done.

As soon as the meeting is called to a close, I rush back to Remington’s cabin to spend more time with my boys. Bree clears the suitors away from the outdoor pool so we can bring the kids over. Because it’s not just me and my kids. No, any of the crew’s family who want to come can.

We end up having a huge cookout, and I feel a little bad that my suitors aren’t invited. It’s just too soon to introduce them to the boys. As is, I already promised Hawk he could meet the remaining suitors in another week. That means I need to get serious about getting to know them better.

I have to figure out who I’m willing to bring into my kids’ lives.

No pressure or anything.

“So what’s this I hear about you possibly being part of an omega pair?” Remington asks as he sits beside me.

I frown, glancing at Bree, who looks guilty as hell. Of course, she told him.

I shrug. “Or maybe we’re just attracted to one another.”

“There’s an easy way to find out. All I need to do is run your blood.”

“Seriously? It’s just a blood test? How is that possible?”

Remington laughs. “Because I’ve been studying it. There’s a particular marker I can search for. It only appears when the omega meets their match. I think it might be the key to figuring out the fertility issues, but I’m not there yet.”

“I’m surprised you told me if you haven’t confirmed it yet.”

He shrugs. “Sometimes I like to talk about my theories, but stop changing the topic. Will you let me test your blood?”

I sigh, wanting to say no, but I need to know.

“Fine.” I laugh when he pulls out a kit from his pocket. “Seriously? You’re just carrying that around? What? In case you need to draw someone’s blood?”

My brother flushes. “No, asshole. I wouldn’t do that. I have it for just this reason.”

A few minutes later, he has his vial of blood, and I’m sporting a neon pink bandage. At least he has the good colored ones.

“Since I’m here, I have someone coming to pick it up and bring it back to the lab. We should have the results later this week.”

I give him a smile as I thank him, when all I want to do is scream. Later this week could mean anything from Monday to Friday, and I hate not knowing when I’ll have the answers I need.

I push away all thoughts of it when Jasper calls for me to join him and Hawk in the pool. Who am I to tell my boys no?

Chapter Eighteen

Ian

Monday morning finds me and the other suitors in the dining room, waiting for Emilia to join us. We’ve already eaten, but there’s been no peep from her.

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