Page 65 of Rejected Beta

Chapter Twenty

Jareth

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KNOWING MOIRA IS WITHINreach, but still untouchable is driving me crazy. After all this time, I've finally found her, but I can't have her yet. We have to handle these jackasses first.

It's really no wonder they haven't been able to find an omega yet. They're so focused on themselves and each other, no omega is going to want to try to get in the middle of that. They keep abandoning me in tiny hotel rooms, dragging me across the country as they followed Moira's trail.

And even though they've found her, they still spend more time going out and fucking each other's brains out to do much about it. They certainly don't care about the child except as a tool.

I don't even really understand why they're so determined to find Moira or bond with me or any other omega. I don't know what they were like when they were with Moira years ago, but they care more about their snarling dominance games with each other than anything else.

At first, I hadn't minded that idea, figuring it would leave me to Moira, which is what I want anyway. But once I found out about the child and the way they rejected them, I just want to get away and keep Moira and her daughter safe.

But impatience thrums through me, the memory of her scent still with me. I've tasted her again, felt her again, reminding me of all the things I adored about her when we were still kids. Her creativity, her dreams, her kindness, her strength. I never needed or wanted an alpha when I had her.

Something I've been informed means I'm broken, but I don't give a shit. She's who I've always wanted, no alpha has ever held a candle to her.

The only one who has turned my head in all the years since I met her is her new beta. His stern expression hides a bright kindness in his eyes, his scent of sweet tea making my mouth water. The attraction between us didn't seem to bother Moira at all either, just relief on her face that I'm not going to leave her behind for her alpha. He seems nice enough, but he doesn't make my mouth water like Moira and Ryder do.

My body overheats at the thought of trapping Moira between the two of us. Or of me being the center.

"Are you ready to go, omega?" Brad’s voice snaps me out of my lovely daydream.

I hate the way he calls me by my designation more than my name. I'm already well aware that my designation is the only thing drawing me to them. Hell, I'm not even their preferred gender for an omega, something I've seen time and again.

But they were always just a means to an end and I only have to hang in and deal with them for a little bit longer.

"I'm ready."

"Excited to be reunited with your old friend after all this time?" Brad may think he’s giving me a friendly smile, but I can see the bullshit behind it easily.

I nod, keeping my answer short. “I am."

"I'm sure we'll be able to finalize the bonds soon and then we can finally go back home."

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