Page 5 of Double Kisses for the Omega
But when it came to growing my family, nothing was under my control. Neither Nate or I was an omega, so we couldn’t have our own children, and despite attitudes changing, many people still didn’t want to give up their child to an alpha-alpha couple.
It wasn’t as if Nate and I would love our children any less. And we both had omegas and women in our lives to give balance.
But we were rejected. Over and over… and over.
All I wanted was a family with Nate. So why did it feel like I was being punished for loving him?
My papas warned me it would be hard. They’d also received criticism for their marriage: two omega men together. But the difference was that they could have children of their own.
I rested my hand on my belly. Maybe it would have been easier had I been born an omega. Other alphas teased me in my teen years for not being alpha enough, and I’d always been more emotional than Nate.
But I was an alpha, and I couldn't change that.
The door creaked open, and I heard Nate’s careful footsteps across the carpet in the dark. Then the bed dipped behind me as he took his spot.
He shifted behind me and rested his hand over me before tangling our fingers together against my middle.
“You’re still awake, aren’t you?” he asked quietly.
“Yeah. How’d you know?”
“I just know you.”
He kissed the back of my neck.
“I feel so helpless Nate,” I admitted.
“I know,” he said, holding me tighter.
“What if the next one pulls out as well? What if we never get our baby?”
“Ty?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you remember when we first talked about adoption?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
He kissed my shoulder. “I think we need to give up on adoption.”
“But!” I cried, entire body starting to shake.
I couldn’t. It meant too much.
“Shh,” he murmured. “Not on having a baby. Just adoption.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, turning in his arms.
His lips traced over my forehead. “Do you remember why we chose adoption?”
I nodded. “Because it was the easiest option.”
“And the cheapest,” he added. “We both had lots of student debt then.”
“We still do.”
He draped one leg over mine, pulling me closer to him. “But it is less, and we’ve wasted a lot of money on adoption agencies.”
