Page 98 of Knot Our Reality

Which is how I let Camden convince me to celebrate the successful day. I may have forgotten that once we start fucking, we don’t like to stop.

I slept in this morning, but Camden and Wilder woke me up in the best kind of way. Since I was awake, I didn’t want to feel like I was ignoring the suitors, so I joined them beside the pool—where I fell asleep and Wilder had to carry me back to bed.

I have no recollection of that, but when Camden woke me up, I was in my bed.

“Sometimes, I forget how exhausting pregnancy is,” I admit. “I’m so used to being able to do it all, and I can’t anymore.”

She grabs my hand, not even allowing me time to glance in the mirror as she drags me from the room. She ignores my protests of needing a few minutes.

“There’s no time, Emilia. We’re already late.”

Well, shit.

How did that happen?

Bree and Tessa perk up when they see the two of us approaching.

“Thank goodness. We were beginning to think we’d have to cancel the ceremony.” Bree smiles, but I can see the worry in her eyes.

“Which we would’ve done with no hesitation if that’s what you needed,” Tessa adds.

I shake my head. “I’m just tired. I have no energy for anything. If Evangeline hadn’t been there to dress me, I would’ve fallen back to sleep.”

My words immediately have Tessa reaching out to me. “Are you okay? We can still cancel the ceremony. Or delay it. Do you need to see a doctor?”

“No, that’s not necessary. I’m okay. This was definitely self-caused.” I jump when the ballroom door swings open, Camden and Wilder stepping out.

“We should have discussed this before tonight,” Bree says with a wry smile. “But with Christmas and everything else, it slipped my and Tessa’s minds. Now that you’re a bonded omega pair, the two of you need to decide if you’ll both be seeking out partners from the suitors.”

Tessa nods. “However you want to handle it, that’s for the two of you to decide. But from now on, you’ll be escorted into the ballroom by Camden, and Wilder will join you on stage.”

I glance at Camden, realizing this is definitely something we should’ve discussed before now, but he’s already waving off my concern.

“We’ll talk about it this week. For now, I’ll just stand with Wilder. This isn’t something we should decide on the fly.”

“Okay. If you’re sure.” I kind of feel like shit now for not considering the fact that Camden might be interested in some of the other suitors.

He nods. “I’m sure, but what I can tell you is I don’t want to be involved with anyone you’re not. I don’t like the idea of not sharing everything with you.”

And why does that make my smile grow?

“Same,” I agree, realizing just how right that feels. “That’s definitely something we’ll need to remember going forward.”

Camden offers me his arm, and I slide mine into it as I rub my face on his arm.

There I go again, scent-marking him. I don’t know why I’m surprised at this point.

I didn’t realize how possessive my omega is until meeting these men. I don’t remember being quite this possessive with my first pack, but maybe I was.

Reginald swings the doors open, stepping into the ballroom ahead of us. Then it’s me and Camden, followed by Wilder. I assume the others file in behind him, but I’m not turning around to find out.

Camden and I might not know how we’re going to handle choosing our future pack yet, but tonight will be a step in the right direction.

Holy shit. I’m really doing this.

For the first time since arriving, guilt doesn’t immediately rush through me.

What a damn relief that is.

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