Page 32 of Harley

She might present to the world that’s she’s this badass, take-no-shit, confident omega. But underneath, she’s just a girl, trying to make it in this fucked-up world.

I turn to see her sitting up now. She’s wrapped her arms around herself, her big brown eyes peering over at me full of anxiety. I don’t want her to feel this way.

“But I...is this okay? I can leave.” Her soft voice sends a jolt through me, and I rub my chest where it aches and close the door to my room. No. I don’t want her to leave. I don’t ever want her to leave.

She chose my room, she came to me.

She wants my scent for her nest. She rubs on Dash’s tee, and I realize now that’s why she was pulling on my tee. She wants my tee to add to her nest. Did the others give her their clothes already? Is that why she came to me, because she didn’t have mine?

Something in my chest comes to life. Something I’ve never felt before. My heart. I’m worried. I don’t want to mess this up. Don’t want to scare her with my size. And if I take off my tee… she will see my scars. My past.

I take a tentative step toward the bed, and she tilts her head, watching me with those eyes. Is this okay? I want to ask. Am I doing this right?

This is more than I thought she would give me. I thought, as soon as she learned I don’t talk, she would want to leave. She didn’t.

Even if she didn’t leave, I assumed she wouldn’t want anything to do with me...I’m defective. At least, I heard that enough times in my childhood that I withdrew from the world.

“Zayd?” she whispers and I blink. I was lost in thought. “I can leave if you want me to.”

As she lifts the blanket, I swiftly move over to her. Her eyes widen and she lets out a small gasp. The alpha in me wants her wrapped up in my sheets. I want to keep her warm and protect her. She came to me. She must trust I wouldn’t do anything to hurt her. My chest swells at the thought. She chose me on the first night. She wants to be close to me, my scent.

I gently place the blankets back on her, and she nestles down, never taking her eyes from me. She sighs and brings the blanket to her nose, inhaling my scent. My cock leaks at the sight. Shit. I don’t want to scare her. Hell, I think I’m scaring myself. I’ve never reacted this way to anyone.

She watches me with those big eyes...waiting for me to, what? Her eyes glance to the spot beside her. Ah, yes. Get into bed with her. I can do that.

Since I’ve been told my size intimidates people, I move slowly. But when I rushed to her just now, she didn’t seem scared of me. Still, I don’t want to risk worrying her. I’m a large alpha, and I’m always cautious of the way I move around others. I sink down slowly beside Harley. She’s so small, and she holds the blankets to her chin, watching me.

I pause. How am I supposed to do this? I'm used to lying sprawled out on my belly. But I can’t do that while she’s in my bed—it's not big enough. Do I lie facing her? Oh god, my cock is so hard and swollen, I can’t face her. I don’t want her to think I only want to knot her when, in reality, I just want to hold her. Yeah, I do eventually want to knot her and give her pleasure, but that’s not what this is about tonight.

Do I stare at the roof and lie on my back? Ugh...she will see the tent in my boxers. I wish I had something more constricting on right now. Should I give her my back? Maybe she will take offense to that, like I can’t stand to see her, when all I want to do is look at her.

I wish Knight was here right now. He would be good at this. He has a way with words and a charm about him that has always drawn in beta girls. I've only ever scared them away.

But with Harley...I don’t want to scare her away.

“Zayd, this is a first for me as well. Do you...want to, um...” It's like she can read my thoughts as she shifts and looks up to my looming figure frozen beside my bed. “Lie on your back? Maybe start there?”

She’s so beautiful and understanding. She's the perfect omega for this pack. I grunt my reply, shocking myself. I don’t usually do that—people find it rude. But Harley grins. My chest swells that I can make her smile like that.

I let out a deep breath and lie on my back, my fingers laced together, and I place them over my stomach outside the blankets, so she can see where they are. I look down at the tent I’m pitching and curse myself.

I can’t read her feelings, not like the bond I have with the guys. Even though I don’t have a bond with Dash, I can usually tell what he’s feeling. I don’t know how she feels about me, and I don’t want her to be scared I’ll touch her. She told everyone earlier that she’s not ready for that. And I wouldn’t know what to do, even if she did want me to.

Turning my head, I find her looking up at the roof as well. Nothing there but some peeling paint. We really need to renovate this house. Yeah, I’ll think about that, and it will help my hard cock to go soft. A big renovation is a great idea, especially now that she's here. Too bad the house isn’t big enough to raise a family. Besides, it’s in a shit part of town. I wouldn't even want children here. It's not safe.

Taking a deep breath, I inhale her scent, and my cock twitches. I grip my fingers tighter, so I don’t touch myself. Fuck...I think I need to go rub one out, then come back to bed.

I feel her touch on my shoulder and glance over to see her fingertips are touching me. Her creamy skin looks amazing against my own darker complexion. She hesitates and I tense. Did I do something wrong? I’m not good at this. I have no idea what I’m supposed to do.

“Is it okay? That I touch you here, Zayd?” My cock leaks at the words and my chest starts to purr. I suck in a breath, I didn’t know it would do that so fast. Her eyes widen slightly and then she giggles. I raise a brow and she shakes her head.

“Maybe it’s best we sleep now,” she says.

I nod in agreement. Otherwise, I will be coming in my boxers without even touching my cock, and I didn’t think it was possible to orgasm just from her scent and her fingertips on my skin.

“Can I hold your hand?”

I shift and take her small, soft hand in mine. It’s not the most comfortable position, but I watch as she settles in beside me and closes her eyes.

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