Page 68 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“Sounds perfect. I’d like that later.” I gave Dean a kiss and left to find Verity.
Her door was open. The bed had been made using the stuff Jonas had bought her. Personally, I wouldn’t have chosen all the gold accents, but Dean had done a good job.
In the bathroom, Verity filled two wine glasses. “I hope you like white wine. I can’t believe Dean put a wine fridge in my bathroom.” She giggled. “It’s ridiculous, I love it.”
“If there’s anything you don’t love, youcanchange it.” Coming behind her, I wrapped my arms around her waist as I buried my face in the crook of her neck, getting a good hit of her alpha scent and drinking it in.
Drinking her in.
“I love the pink and peach color scheme. However, the chandelier above the bed weirds me out. It was sweet of him. You should take your wet clothes off.” She set the wine glasses down on the counter and turned to face me, still in my arms.
Verity tugged my pants off, and I stepped out of them, taking off my jacket and tie so I was only wearing a button-down and boxers, which weren’t as wet.
I pulled her to me again. The fact that AJ’s scent covered her made me hard. “I missed you.”
She kissed me and entwined her fingers in my beard. “I missed you so much it hurt. But I’m here now. What do you need?”
You, naked, with my face in your pussy.
“To know you still love me, still want to be with me, even though I hurt you back on the bleachers—and that I’ve been keeping secrets.” I cupped her face with my hand, my insides twisting with worry. As much as I burned for her, I needed to know things were okay between us. That I hadn’t fucked things up too much.
“Why am I so nervous? You already said you’d love me if I were one. How did you even guess?” I added.
“This is where you tell me you’re a gamma. I’ll still love you. It was the way you reacted that morning in the bleachers and something AJ said the night before. However, don’t feel like you need to tell me your story,” she told me.
Something AJ said? What? He hadn’t known I was a gamma, either.
“I need to tell you my story. I had no idea I was a gamma until a couple days ago. You guessed before I knew. I… I thought I was an omega. I awakened my last year at university–after Dean had. It scared the shit out of me. Before you get upset, I’d been planning on telling you soon. But can you understand why I’d hide it? Why the pack wanted to wait before we let you in on our secret?” Anxiousness twisted in my belly.
“I absolutely understand. Could you walk me through this? How did you not know you were a gamma?” Her eyebrows knitted.
She understood. Something settled deep inside me.
As the bath filled, we drank our wine, and I told her everything. Tears fell from her eyes when I told her about overdosing.
“I’m so sorry you went through that.” She sniffed. “How scared you must have been. I completely understand not feeling comfortable with your designation.”
The bath got full and the water had stopped automatically.
“I know, Kitten.” I kissed her forehead. “My whole life I’d been this big guy who’s great at scoring goals and hitting people. So many people thought I’d end up an alpha. When I awakened as an omega, it felt like someone yanked my entire existence from me–and when I saw what happened to Dean after that knothead outed him…”
Verity held me tight, soothing me with her touch and pheromones.
“I didn’t know it worked. That I’d actually wrecked myself so badly that I came up as a gamma on tests,” I added. “I continued taking shit for years to keep everything locked down tight. Then…”
“I woke you up, didn’t I?” She flinched as if slapped.
“Maybe. I also live full-time with my omega.” I stroked her hair. “According to my doctor, I’m at that point where I’m in danger of a heart attack or kidney failure if I don’t stop taking my heavy-duty blockers. Though I should be able to stay on heat suppressants, maybe take a light scent blocker.”
Understanding and concern shot through her face because she couldn’t take anything now.
“I’m going to have to come out at some point. But I wanted to tell you first,” I added, clinging to her like a lifeline.
“It’s okay, Grif. I love you. Please, don’t harm yourself by continuing to take things they told you not to,” she told me.
“It’ll be hard, but okay.” It scared the shit out of me.
She pulled my head down and kissed my forehead. “It will be hard. But you have us.”
