Page 62 of Their Perfect Omega

“You two are ridiculous.” I laughed as I crawled on my knees to the opening. “Let’s shower. Cal and Avery are pretty much dead to the-”

“Shower?” Cal muttered, his eyes peeling open and finding me across the tent.

“Mm.” Avery rolled over and hugged Nico. “Soapy boobies. Me likies.”

I was pretty sure I was in love with these four men.

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After the pack left with Jonathan driving the bus, Anya and I did some cleaning and put together a lasagna to bake for a late-night dinner after the concert.

Growing up, my mom and dads didn’t have betas, so being around two that were in a pack was different for me. A lot of packs did not bond betas to them, but I liked the idea of having an even bigger family.

Anya and I just finished cleaning the kitchen when Gizmo nudged at the back door. She’d just taken him out a few hours ago, but when a dog’s got to go, they’ve got to go.

“You want to come outside with us? It’s nice out and you can wear my sunglasses.” Anya held them out to me and slid her feet into her shoes. “Fresh air is good for you.”

I put the glasses on the top of my head and looked down at the leggings of hers I’d borrowed and the oversized t-shirt of Avery’s I was wearing. “I want to, but...”

“No one is going to see you. We’re just going behind the cabin, not to a park.” She laughed and opened the back door, letting Gizmo outside.

She was right. I slid my feet into a spare pair of flip-flops since I’d had on heels at the concert and followed her out the back door. The sun was starting to set, and I wondered what my alphas were doing. Were they wondering what I was up to?

We’d texted throughout the afternoon when they could, but now they were preparing for their concert and doing pre-performance interviews and meet and greets. I hadn’t asked how Cal and Avery were doing, but they’d struggled to leave me.

“You’ve been pretty quiet this afternoon.” Anya looped her arm through mine as we walked into the cleared area of the backyard where Gizmo was taking care of his business.

One of the big plusses of having betas bonded to my alphas was, when they weren’t around, their friendship eased my anxiety. I had certainly been a little wary of Anya and Jonathan at first, but after all they’d done for me, I trusted them.

“I’ve just been thinking a lot. I really want for this to work out, but there’s that fear, you know?” I hated that the doubt kept creeping in, but it would until I was bonded to them. “It’s all been a bit of a blur, honestly.”

“All things considered, I think you’re handling everything well. Other omegas would have been a mess over everything, but you... you just roll with the punches.” She led me around the perimeter of the open space. It was nice to be outside and getting some non-sex-related movement in.

“Oh, I’ve been struggling. I’m just good at hiding it.” I shrugged and kicked a rock, losing my flip-flop in the process. “The nesting stuff helped a lot.”

Anya steadied me so I was standing on one leg and then jogged the short distance to it.“I’m glad. I wasn’t so sure about Cal wanting to buy a bunch of stuff, but he clearly knows better than I do. He probably got straight As in all of his omega relations classes they had to take.” She snorted and dropped the shoe back in front of me.

“Thanks.” I slid my foot back in. “Where’d Gizmo go?”

She turned around and scanned the yard. “Damn dog. Probably wandered out into the front. He’s so used to patrolling the perimeter. Come on.”

I followed her, and Gizmo’s bark came from the front of the cabin.

“Stay here.” Anya glanced back at me over her shoulder. “Or go in the house.”

She jogged the rest of the way to the cabin and around the side of it. I walked as quickly as I could to the side of the cabin, staying out of sight of the front. I strained my ears to try to hear, but my heart was pounding too hard, and Gizmo had stopped barking.

I crept along the wall, plastering myself to it, and inched closer and closer to the front. There were voices, both male and female. I stopped just before the corner. I couldn’t see what was going on, but I could hear it.

“Where is she?” a female voice asked, deadly calm.

“Where’s who?” Anya’s voice trembled slightly, but not enough that strangers would have noticed.

“The omega. We know they’re keeping one here.”

My blood ran cold, and I felt a little lightheaded. How did they find out? The only other people that knew I was here were Kayla and Ella. Kayla would never do that to me, but Ella was the dean of students and we’d only just recently become good friends.

Had she called it in to Omega Protective Services?

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