Page 39 of Choosing Their Omega

Ben nods, his eyes wide.

“Well, sometimes Omegas get a special kind of sick. They need to be home and taken care of, just like when you get sick, right? So we’re going to take care of Lily just like she takes care of you.”

Ben nods at that. He looks over at me, his young eyes wide and concerned, and my heart lurches in my chest. He’s so young, he doesn’t understand. He just knows that someone he cares about seems to be in pain. After seeing how his mom got sick, he must be really scared.

I try to smile at him. “I’m okay, Ben. I promise. I just need to get home.”

And figure out what the hell is going on with my body.

Knox gets into the driver’s seat and my fingers twitch to reach for him. Holy shit, if I thought my attraction was bad before, that’s nothing compared to how it is now. I want to grab him and beg him to fuck me. I can smell him everywhere, I can feel the heat from his skin, I can hear every hitch in his breath and the way his fingers tighten around the steering wheel.

He’s trying so hard to control himself, and I wish he wouldn’t. I know that I should be glad he is, that he’s not just pulling over to the side of the road and doing something that can’t be undone, but I want him so very badly.

“Just hang on, Lily,” Knox murmurs. “Listen to the sound of my voice. You’re okay. You’re going to be okay. Just breathe with me.”

He keeps up that slow, steady murmuring the entire drive, talking me through it. Tears burn the backs of my eyes, and I keep sucking in large lungfuls of air and then holding it until I have to let it out. My fingers are curled into fists, my nails biting into my palms, and even though Knox isn’t speeding or driving recklessly, I feel like I’m on a rollercoaster.

Finally, we pull up to the house, and everything lurches to a halt. Knox gets out and gets Ben out of his seat, then unclips my seatbelt and helps me out of the car.

“What do I do?” I beg him. I don’t know how to be an Omega. I don’t know how to stop perfuming. “What do I do?”

“Let’s just get you inside.” Knox leads me, holding Ben in one arm and using the other to guide me into the house.

The moment we step inside, I feel dizzy as the scent of the other three Alphas hits me. I can smell all four of the men now, their distinctive scents invading my nostrils. The combination of the four of them smells amazing. It always does, but right now it’s dialed up to eleven. I want to roll around in their scents.

I hear pounding footsteps, then Miles, Cruz, and Lawson enter the room, looking confused and turned on at the same time. They all come to a halt, jaws dropping, as they see me. Miles’s nostrils twitch, and his eyebrows rise.

“Is that—”

“Yup, it’s Lily,” Knox says. “Someone take Ben. I’m bringing her into the living room. She needs scenting.”

Miles takes Ben and hurries him upstairs, then Knox leads me into the living room. He puts me on the couch, then he’s crowding in and guiding my face into his neck. I nearly burst into tears as fear and relief both wash over me.

Knox rubs my back. “There you go. It’s okay, angel, just breathe. Focus on how calm my scent is.”

The couch dips, and I can tell by the scent that it’s Cruz. He presses in close, and I sense his calm. Not just his calm, but his authority as the leader of his pack.

“We’re all calm,” he promises, his tone dropping into the Alpha voice that makes me instinctively want to agree with him. “You can be calm too, see? Take deep breaths, sunshine. You’re going to be okay.”

Little by little, I feel the tension receding from my body, and my perfume weakening. I’m drowning myself in their scents, and it really does calm me. It makes me feel like I’m home and I’m safe.

At last, I pull back, inhaling what feels like my first breath of fresh air in months.

Miles and Lawson enter a moment later, settling into seats near the couch. All four men look concerned.

“I thought you were a Beta,” Miles murmurs. There’s a bit of hurt in his voice, as if he thinks I kept this secret from them.

“I thought I was.” I shake my head adamantly, a lump forming in my throat. I might cry. “How is this possible? I’m so confused.”

“Some Omegas do present late,” Lawson offers.

“Nobody thinks you did anything wrong,” Cruz reassures me. He rubs my back. “We just want to know what’s happening. Do you understand what just happened?”

“Knox said I was perfuming. I’ve never done that before. It was terrifying. I was so out of control of my body.”

“Shit, I’m sorry, Lily.” Miles’s expression melts into one of empathy. “If this is your first time, your body’s probably unleashing a lot of built-up hormones, so you couldn’t control it. But you’ll learn how, don’t worry. You’re okay.”

“We wouldn’t ever let anyone touch you,” Knox promises.

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