Page 13 of Knot So Perfect Omega

So was I.

We followed him upstairs, where the faint sound of the television greeted us. My eyes zeroed in first on the woman sleeping on the couch, blankets and pillows from our room piled around her. Then I noticed the mess.

I cringed and looked over my shoulder at Beck as he crested the top of the stairs and stopped dead in his tracks. He set his suitcase down and then put his hands on his hips, walking forward with a scowl.

“Beck,” I warned under my breath.

He went to the couch, staring down at our sleeping beauty, who had a bowl of popcorn clutched in her hand with half of it scattered next to her on the couch and blankets. On the coffee table sat two Twisted Knot wine bottles, one empty and the other only about a quarter gone. There were candy wrappers, a pizza box, and half-full cups of water, orange juice, and soda on the end tables and coffee table.

She looked as if she’d had a grand time the past few days, and I couldn’t help but smile thinking of her enjoying her freedom for the first time in years.

“Wake up.” Beck’s bark popped the bubble of happiness I had started to feel, and I felt the tension through our pack bond. He was so angry he was letting his emotions bubble over.

Kane grabbed the back of Beck’s shirt and tugged him away toward the stairs leading up to our rooms. Thankfully, he went without being an asshole.

Kara didn’t wake up, so I turned off the television and lowered the lights so the room had a subtle orange glow but wasn’t completely dark.

Rylan and I went upstairs, venturing to Beck’s room, where we could hear Kane laying into him.

“You don’t get to treat her like shit because you’re put out by her presence. You agreed to doing the match thing, and we aren’t just going to send her back because you don’t like that she spilled some popcorn and drank a bottle of wine you were saving.”

“She’s changing everything!” Beck was kicking off his shoes as we entered the master suite, where the smell of Kara was strong. “She slept in my bed! How am I supposed to sleep?”

He sat down on the bench at the end and put his face in his hands. It had been a long time since he’d had an anxiety attack or a freak out about something.

I sat next to him, putting a comforting hand on his back. “Breathe, Beck. It’s going to be fine. You can sleep in my bed.”

He shook his head. “This was a stupid idea. I’m not ready. What if this is only the beginning and she makes a mess of everything? What if she breaks our bond?”

“Our bond is strong.” Rylan went to the bed and picked up a pillow, bringing it to his nose and inhaling. “Damn. You’re one lucky fucker to have her scent all over your bed. You should be celebrating that an omega felt comfortable enough to sleep in your space, not upset she spilled some popcorn and left boxes everywhere.”

Beck’s shoulders sagged a bit, and he sighed. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I’m being ridiculous.”

“Don’t apologize. We get it.” Kane was leaning in the doorway, his eyes half closed from exhaustion. “She’s not here to hurt us or take away everything we’ve worked for.”

“Get some sleep. We’ll all sit down tomorrow and get to know her.” I slapped his back and stood. “The offer stands about sleeping in my room. Or there’s the guest room since she seems to have picked your room as her own.”

Beck stood and went into his bathroom, closing the door. We all gave each other concerned looks before Kane shrugged and headed for his room.

“He’d better not mess this up.” Rylan threw the pillow back on the bed, even though he looked tempted to take it. “Because with this perfume, there’s no way I’m letting her go.”

“He’ll come around.” I shut the bedroom door behind us. “There just haven’t been any big changes in our lives in a while, especially not any that encroach on his space and belongings.”

“He hasn’t been homeless for ten years now. I don’t understand how an omega would trigger him.” Rylan brushed past me as we entered the hallway leading to our rooms.

“It’s all about control of the situation. That’s why I let him be the head of our pack. He has some semblance of control over everything, but with this new addition, he doesn’t know what to expect.”

Rylan stopped at his door and looked over at me. “I hope for all of our sakes you’re right.”

CHAPTERSIX

Kayla

Iwoke up, my mouth feeling like a cotton ball was inside it. The television was off and the lights were dim as I sat up, rubbing my eyes from the blurriness that had overtaken them. Definitely had too much wine.

Scooting off the chaise, popcorn crunched underneath me as I moved, and I grimaced. I hadn’t meant to drink the whole bottle of wine and pass out, but the longer I had sat waiting for the pack to come home, the more I drank.

As much as I’d tried to fight it, my instincts had taken over and I’d gone a little bit bonkers for their scents. I wasn’t sure what scent belonged to who, but each one made me feel safe and a certain kind of way I hadn’t felt before.

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