Page 204 of Broken Omega

“Cool. Will you practice on me? I’ve seen some shit. I could tell you if it looks real.”

“I will definitely take you up on that offer.”

“Me too,” River says, his voice soft.

“You want me to practice on you, too?”

“It sounds like fun. Maybe you could show me how to do some of that stuff.”

“Ooh, an apprentice. I like that idea.”

I can tell River’s getting a little agitated by his heat now. He isn’t having the same cramping pains I had, but that’s because this is a normal heat. My heat should have come on during my first year at the academy. It only didn’t because my father blocked Kellan from visiting me, permanently blacklisting him with Geraldine. The delay was what caused the intensity, and the pain.

River’s heat is proving to be a bit more manageable.

I’ve calmed him as much as I’m able, and it looks like we’re close to the home stretch now.

I’m not sure what I’m expecting when we pull up at the pack’s house, but it looks like a nice, big family home, all on one level for some reason.

“This is it?” Kellan asks, sounding like he doesn’t believe it.

“Why? Were you expecting something smaller?”

“No, but you guys live across the street from my parents.”

He points out a house across the street and down a few doors.

“That’s kind of a weird coincidence,” I murmur.

“There’s no such thing as coincidence,” Frost says. “It’s all fate.”

He gets out, and Kellan follows.

“I’ll carry River to the house,” Donnie tells me. “You can get out and close the door.”

I nod, bringing River’s hand up to my lips to kiss it before I let go.

I step outside and close the door, looking up at the house.

Big garden in a cute neighborhood, in-laws living right across the street.

It’s the complete opposite of the creepy house in the woods that I grew up in.

I move around the car and take Kellan’s arm in mine. “Well? What do you think?”

“I think we’re going to end up needing a second floor,” he says, giving me a smile. “And my parents will hardly ever be out of this place once they know I’m living here with my new pack and my mates.”

“Would that really be so bad?” I ask, raising my eyebrows, and expecting the usual ‘you haven’t met my parents’ response.

He shakes his head, his smile brightening. “It wouldn’t. I mean, besides in this kind of scenario, where we have a mate in heat. My mom is kind of oblivious to … well, anything really.”

“I look forward to meeting her,” I tell him.

“You do?” He raises an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Your parents raised an amazing guy who clearly loves them. Why wouldn’t I want to meet them?”

He wraps his other arm around me and pulls me in for a kiss.

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