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“The day an omega joins her pack is supposed to be one of the best days of her life. I’d been looking forward to matching with a pack on my list and was excited that Alvaro, Avery, Cal, and Tate were paired with me. I didn’t know much about them outside of the ten minutes we mingled at an event at my academy but was attracted to them and liked that they were into the arts.

“Things didn’t go well, though. We were all young. They were fresh out of college, and I was an anxious omega who needed my hand held for everything. One would think I’d be excited to match with emerging superstars, but the second we stepped into the crowd, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to handle the life they were about to fall into.

“It takes a special omega such as Kara Sterling, who is well known in the omega community, to meet the demands of a superstar pack. While it was heartbreaking to reject the match so soon, I have found my own amazing pack that meets my needs. It just wasn’t a good match, and the Estrada pack should not be made to suffer any longer for something that happened three years ago. By denying them, you are denying nature.”

Jace handed the paper down the table. “What she says is absolutely true. The Pack Health Organization claims to be working in the best interest of alphas, but right now you are preventing them from fulfilling their alpha nature.”

“Our organization is working in the best interest of all alphas. The second an omega is mauled or killed, we’ll face more oversight. None of us want that.”

Everett had the last piece of paper in his hands. “I’d like to read a statement from Kara Sterling.”

Our pack collectively took a breath. We must have been a sight in our custom suits, holding hands and sweating bullets. I knew I could handle hearing what Kara had to say, even if in a statement, but I didn’t know if Avery or Cal could.

We were about to find out.

CHAPTERTWENTY-SEVEN

Kara

My wine glass sat empty on the coffee table as I stared at the black screen of my phone on the couch next to me. There should have been a decision by now and either I’d get a call from my pack or the lawyers. One meant we’d be able to match, and the other…

I stood from the couch, taking my wine glass to the kitchen to pour another half a glass. Yes, it was before noon on a weekday, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t working for obvious reasons, and I needed some kind of support since Ella couldn’t take the last few days of her employment off.

She’d decided to enter the match this fall after her visit to her parents’ house over the summer. I had a feeling she’d met a pack, but I couldn’t get her to tell me anything.

I went back to the couch and checked my phone just in case I’d missed a call. Kayla hadn’t texted me in over an hour, but she might have also been arrested.

I couldn’t stop my smile as I took a sip of wine. Kayla had sent me a picture one of her alphas had taken as she screamed into a megaphone. My sister was badass, and I loved her to pieces for being outside of Pack Health headquarters supporting my pack when I couldn’t be there myself.

I clicked over to my documents and pulled open the letter I’d written for the pack’s lawyers. It had flowed straight from my heart but left me an emotional wreck.

Dear Omega Protective Services, World Pack Health Organization, and Omega Match,

I was once the type of omega that followed the rules and lived with the fear of not being perfect. My entire being was consumed with the need to be the best I could be, and then Omega Match happened.

On the morning that spring match results were sent, I was so excited, only to have every hope and dream I’d had taken away. I had no matches. While I don’t know if I’ll ever know what truly happened to my match results, I am glad it happened because I met my pack.

Growing up, I had the privilege of watching a strong and loving omega be surrounded by equally as strong and loving alphas. With six fathers, I was no stranger to how alphas should treat and take care of their omega, each other, and their offspring. It wasn’t just a pack with an omega, but a partnership of seven amazing parents.

When one of my fathers passed away suddenly, I thought everything was going to fall apart. My mom was a mess and my fathers had just lost an essential part of their pack bond. What could have easily destroyed the pack didn’t because of the strength they had together.

Every pack must face tragedies and overcome obstacles to their happiness, but it’s how they come out on the other side that shows their true strength.

Alvaro, Tate, Cal, and Avery have faced a lot in their short time as a pack. From rejection, to fame, to navigating it all without an omega that they so desperately wanted and needed. By all accounts, the pack should have fallen apart and turned feral, but they didn’t. Their bond, even when weakened, was able to withstand intense pressures other packs would have crumbled over.

It’s cruel to stop a pack that does nothing but bring joy to others from having their own joy. They’ve jumped through every hoop imaginable and yet are still told they can’t have the only thing they really want: me.

We met under interesting circumstances where they could have very well taken advantage of my fragile state of mind, but they didn’t. They tried to return me to my sister’s house, but I stopped them. It was ultimately them who decided to do things the right way when all I wanted were their bites on my neck, consequences be damned.

Over the last few months, I have gotten to know the pack better than I ever could have through Omega Match. I know what hardworking and compassionate men they are. Their bond has only strengthened, and when I showed up on their bus in heat, they worked as a pack to make sure I was comfortable and taken care of. Not once did I feel they were taking advantage of me or feel they would force a bond with me.

I do not take choosing a pack lightly. My entire being knows that the Estrada pack is mine. They will always be mine, and if it takes years to be allowed to match with them, then I will wait.

My biggest regret is I never had the chance to tell Alvaro, Tate, Cal, and Avery that I love them before I was ripped away from them.I hope you find it in your hearts to let me have the chance to say it every day for the rest of my life.

Sincerely,

Kara Sterling

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