Page 19 of Knot His Omega
I nod. “He left the show because she was dying. He came to say goodbye. So he must be from somewhere around here.”
“Exactly, and I know I haven’t been on board with the whole adding another alpha—and I’m not saying I’m okay with adding Finn yet—but I’m willing to get to know the guy.” He shakes his head. “I hate that I’m not enough of an alpha to satisfy?—”
“Nope. Stop that right now.” I’m up and out of my chair before he can even finish his sentence. I place my hands on his cheeks, forcing him to look up at me. “You are more than enough for me. We’ve gone through how many heats together with no problems? I love you, Wells, and you’ll always be enough for me. But my heats are getting worse, and it’s taking a toll on your health. I’m not okay with that.
“If you really abhor the idea of adding another alpha to the pack, then I’ll forget Finn ever existed.” Yeah, like that’s going to happen, but for my alpha, I’ll do it. “We’ll use a heat service. I’ll get used to it. I don’t want you to agree to something just because you think it’ll make me happy. If you’re not happy, then I’m not happy.”
“And I don’t want you to agree to something you have to get used to, sweetness. You don’t want a random stranger taking part in your heat. Hell, I don’t want random strangers taking part in your heat, but something has to change.” Wells gives me a sad smile. “I’m the alpha, and I have to take care of you. If I can’t do it on my own, then we need to find someone to help us. It’s my job to take care of you, Alora. And this isn’t something we can just compromise on. You have to be comfortable with what we do because it could adversely affect you and your heat.”
I shake my head and allow my hands to fall from his face. “I will not ask you to do something that’s going to make you miserable. I won’t do it.”
Jordan clears his throat, drawing our attention to him. “There’s a difference between your not feeling comfortable with a stranger during your heat and Wells’s desire not to add anyone else to our pack.”
“But there’s not!”
“He’s right.” With a sigh, Wells pulls me onto his lap. “I never wanted a pack because I’m possessive. I knew sharing would be a problem for me, but you and Jordan? It was inevitable, and it’s not so bad sharing with him. This is a me issue, not a biological need, Alora. That’s why I agreed to your looking for another alpha. My refusing you what you need is so fucking selfish. Alphas who love their omegas aren’t selfish, and I’m trying so damn hard not to be selfish. But that’s also why I added the caveat that we all need to be unanimous in our agreement on whom we add. I need to be sure it’s not someone I’m going to resent.”
“This shouldn’t be so hard,” I murmur as I lay my head on his chest.
“It’s not hard, Alora. I’d do anything for you.” Wells presses a kiss to the top of my head. “Even hunt down another alpha so we can get to know him. Does he even live in the States?”
Jordan chuckles. “Wouldn’t it make you happy if he didn’t? But he does.”
“He said he doesn’t live far from the university.” I lean my head back to meet my alpha’s gaze. “You want to get to know him?”
“I think you kissed him for a reason. You’re not someone to just randomly kiss someone. You feel a connection with him, and I think you need to explore that. No, we need to explorethat as a pack. Which means we need to figure out how to find him.”
A thrill runs through me at the idea of us finding Finn, but I’m trying really hard not to get my hopes up.
“Does that mean…” I’m afraid to finish the sentence.
“That we’re going to hunt down Finnegan Abernathy so we can get to know him?” Wells nods. “Yes.”
I can’t help the grin that breaks out on my face, excitement coursing through me as I lean up to kiss him. “I love you so damn much, alpha.”
He chuckles. “I love you so damn much too, Alora.”
“What about me?” Jordan asks, and I climb out of Wells’s lap so I can climb into my beta’s as I cover his face in kisses.
“Love you, Jordan.”
“I love you, too, Alora.”
Chapter Seven
FINNEGAN
It’s been five days since my ma’s passing, and I still feel like I’m operating halfway in a fugue.
Time is passing, but it has no meaning.
The last thing that meant anything was meeting Alora, but I’m trying not to think too hard about that.
I know she can never be mine, but she’s never far from my mind.
How can someone I knew for an hour have such an impact on me? Was it because she’s what pulled me out of loss and gave me something else to focus on?
Fuck if I know.
