Page 68 of Knot Our Reality

“I’m listening.”

So we explain it to her, and even though it’s clear some of it goes over her head, she tells us she’s willing to allow Camden to try it—but only if he and his alpha both agree.

When I step into the game room with the two of them at my back, Emilia perks up. “There you are. I was beginning to think you got lost.”

“Nope. Nothing like that. Can I borrow Wilder and Camden for a moment?”

She looks confused but nods. They’re not sitting with the others, so I walk over to where they’re sitting on one of the couches, snuggling beneath a throw blanket.

“Ian?” It’s Wilder who notices us first, Camden snuggling deeper into his chest.

“Hey. Do you mind if I sit for a minute to talk to you?”

Wilder gestures to the empty seat beside Camden. “Of course. What can we do for you?”

Instead of sitting beside Camden, I sit on the coffee table in front of them. “Camden, as a beta, I cannot even begin to imagine what your body is going through right now, but knowing you’re unsettled doesn’tsit right with me. I went for a walk and ran into Remington when I realized there might be something I can do about it.”

Camden’s head pops up, his eyes wide with desperation. “You can?”

“I wasn’t sure at first, but Remington and I were able to work it out.” I hesitate. “We can’t be a hundred percent sure it’ll work or what the side effects might be, but thanks to Remy’s connections, we were able to get everything we needed for me to make some pills for you.”

Wilder’s eyes narrow. “You want to give my omega experimental drugs?”

“Not so much experimental. Just not used for this purpose before now.” I go on to explain the process behind creating these pills, combining medications to trick the omega’s body into thinking it doesn’t need to have a heat. “Basically, it mimics the hormones of a pregnant omega. As a male, you obviously can’t get pregnant, but there are no differences in male and female omegas hormones when they’re in heat. This should work.”

“Are you sure it’s safe?” We all look up to see Emilia standing there, her eyes locked on Camden. “I don’t want you hurting yourself any more than you already are.”

He manages a grin. “It’s worth it to be here with you. I promise.”

She’s still frowning, her arms crossing over her chest. “Hmph. I don’t like it.”

“I’m going to be honest, Emilia. My body isn’t handling the hormonal imbalance. I don’t feel like myself, and I hate it. Anger keeps threatening to overwhelm me. I want to rage over the smallest of things—like how this blanket isn’t soft enough.” Camden shakes his head. “I want nothing more than to destroy everything in this room because it’s not soft enough.”

“Oh.” She hurries past the others to drop beside him on the couch, snuggling into his side. “I’m so sorry, Camden.”

Wilder sighs, resting his head against the back of the couch. “Walk us through what the worst outcome could be.”

We spend another twenty minutes going over everything while Camden and Emilia cling to one another. The longer they sit together, the calmer Camden grows.

I grin, surer than ever that this will work.

“What’s the smile for?” Remington asks.

“Look at them.” I nod toward the omegas. “Emilia is using her scent to calm him. Herpregnantscent. I thought this would work before, but now? I’m sure of it.”

Wilder glances at the pair of omegas before sighing. “Is this what you want to do, Camden? As I told you when we bonded, I will never take away your choice from you, so you’re the one to decide what you want to do. After weighing everything Ian and Remington have explained, I think this might be the best choice.”

“I do. I really do. Unless I can spend the next week with Emilia attached to me.” He grins.

Emilia giggles. “As much as we’d both enjoy that, I think it might cause some issues. But I’d do it if you needed me to.”

“If there was no other choice, I’d totally take you up on that.” Camden kisses the top of her head before returning his gaze to me and Remington. “Let’s do this.”

Fishing the bottle of pills out of my pocket, I hand them to him. “You’ll need to take one of these every four hours. When you go to bed, you’ll take two. You need to let me, Wilder, Bree, or Tessa know immediately if you encounter any side effects.”

He pops open the bottle and tosses one of the pills into his mouth, dry swallowing it and making me wince.

“We can get you a drink if you want one,” Bree offers, but Camden shakes his head.

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