Page 123 of Broken Omega

Coming back into this room isn’t happening unless I’m wearing my shoes.

When I’m done, I rush back to the bedroom, relaxing a bit once my feet are at least on carpet.

After closing the door, I move over to the bed.

Brooke’s lying on the left side, pillows propped under her arm.

She looks sleepy, but she’s still awake.

I get under the covers and move until I’m right beside her.

My head kind of falls between the pillows, but I don’t care.

I need to hold her. I lean my head back slightly onto the other pillows and put my arm around her middle. She shudders and moves in closer.

“I can’t believe how cold it is now that I’m not burning up with weird heat side effects.”

“It’s okay. I usually run kind of warm. I’ll keep you warm.”

“You do feel pretty warm,” she murmurs, as she snuggles up against me.

I tug the covers up over her shoulder. “You can wear my suit if you want.”

She laughs softly. “Nah. This is good.”

It feels nice. We get warmed up together, and eventually, she dozes off to sleep in my arms.

It’s been a crazy rollercoaster ride of a night, and I’m still processing everything.

My thoughts spin for a while, until I start to just feel the moment.

Holding my mate close, and listening to her slow, steady breathing, I eventually start to nod off.

We’re safe here, and we’re together.

Nothing else matters.

BROOKE

Iwake up with a groan, ready to reach out and slap the alarm off at my bedside, then I roll into a warm wall of nicely toned muscle, and everything that happened last night floods back to me.

I’m not at the academy. I escaped.

I got out of that hellhole with my mates in tow, and I asked Kellan to mark me last night.

Oh, yeah, and he knotted me until I was ready to pass the hell out. Can’t forget that. It was kind of the best part.

My lips twitch into a smile.

Then, the sound that woke me returns.

Three loud knocks on the apartment door. Nowhere near as brash as an alarm clock, but just as urgent. I free myself from the sheets, feeling weirdly self-conscious as I climb out of bed to let my other mates into the apartment.

The T-shirt I slept in is barely long enough to cover my ass, and I don’t know where the hell Kellan’s socks got to, but they’re no longer on my feet.

At least it’s a bit warmer this morning than it was last night.

Another three knocks sound out as I reach the door.

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