Page 33 of Knot Shattered
For a while, there was only the sound of our breathing, our hearts pounding in time.
Finally, he lifted his head, eyes heavy and filled with fire. He brushed damp hair from my face and whispered, “You’re mine now.”
Haze
September 24th
9:32 A.M
My omega looked so damn pretty.
Even in sleep, there was something ethereal about her. Like she belonged in a softer, sweeter world than the one we lived in. Her lashes rested delicately against her cheeks, and the scattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose made my chest ache with something fierce and protective. She looked peaceful in her nest, buried beneath layers of gold and orange pillows, the soft fuzz of her favorite blanket wrapped around her like armor. And gods help me, just lying there watching her breathe felt like a privilege.
Probably creepy, yeah. But I didn’t care.
Carefully, I leaned over and brushed my lips against hers—just a whisper of a kiss, so light I wasn’t sure if she even registered it in her dreams. She stirred faintly, curling deeper into the nest with a soft sigh, and I froze like she might wake and catch me stealing moments that didn’t belong to me yet.
When I’d come home last night, the entire living room had smelled like blueberry sex. That was the only way to describe it. The scent of her slick and pleasure still lingered in the air like smoke after a fire, rich and decadent. And Ravik, of all people, had been walking around with an actual smile on his face. Like a real one. It was fucking weird.
But I was happy for them. For her. For him.
Progress like that was a good sign; it meant she was healing, that she felt safe, and that she was choosing us, piece by piece. I knew how far she’d come, how much she was still carrying, and the fact that she let Ravik in like that mattered.
Still, I couldn’t lie to myself.
I was jealous. Not the possessive, bitter kind. More like the aching, “I wish it had been me” kind. Or maybe the I wish I’d been there kind. Watching and holding her hand, kissing her while she came apart. I wasn’t picky.
I just wanted everything with this woman.
Every laugh. Every tear. Every breathless, beautiful moment. I wanted her light and her darkness. Her joy and her rage. Her sass, her sorrow, her stubbornness. I wanted to earn her smiles, be the reason her scent went sweet and warm, and be the one she clung to when nightmares stirred.
My pretty little sun.
And gods help me, I’d rip anyone apart to make sure she kept shining.
She stirred beneath the layers of gold and orange, her fingers flexing against the plush comfort of her nest. One soft sound slipped past her lips—half sigh, half sleepy protest—and I damn near melted into the floor. My pretty little sun was waking up, and I got to be the first thing she saw.
Fucking jackpot.
I let the rumble in my chest start slow, a low purr that vibrated beneath my ribs and rolled through the space between us. Her brows twitched, her nose scrunched up just slightly, and then those bright blue eyes cracked open, bleary and blinking in the soft morning light.
“Hi, my pretty sun,” I whispered, grinning like the fool I absolutely was for her. “Sleep good? Or were you too busy dreaming about me again?”
She blinked once. Then smiled.
Gods, it was devastating. That small, sleepy, utterly hers smile that made me want to do the most insane shit, like rob a museum for her. Or jump off a roof just to hear her laugh.
Her voice was still rough with sleep. “You’re purring at me.”
“I’m seducing you with my alpha vibrations,” I said solemnly, pressing my hand to her hip like it was part of some sacred ritual. “I read somewhere that works on omegas. Also, bees.”
She let out a sleepy huff of laughter, curling toward me like I was the warmth she wanted to crawl into. Her hair was a mess, her cheek pillow-creased, and I’d never seen anything so beautiful.
“You’re weird,” she muttered, voice muffled against my arm.
“I’m yours,” I corrected, brushing my fingers along her side. “And I came bearing excellent news.”
She arched a brow, one hand dragging across her eyes. “Do I want to know?”
