Page 131 of Stolen Omega

Dale helps me move her, and I lift her up, carrying her in my arms.

She moans lightly in her unconscious state, but she doesn’t wake up.

“What do we do now?” Dale asks.

“You can open her bedroom door for me, and we can put her room back together while she sleeps.”

“We’re going to stay with her?”

“She remembers us, even if it’s just who we were as kids. We should be close when she wakes up. She’ll have questions.”

I step into the hall, and Dale follows after a couple seconds. Moving down the hall, I cross to her door and nod at Dale to open it. He does so, kicking some of the clothing and toys out of the way so I can bring her inside without having to step over too many bits and pieces.

“When do you think she’ll wake up?” Dale asks.

I lay her down on the bed, making sure she looks comfortable.

When I turn back to Dale, I see he’s got her stuffed toy unicorn in his hands.

His brow is furrowed, and his eyes are full of worry.

“I don’t know,” I tell him honestly. “This will be the hardest part for her to accept. Her life has been built on a lie. How well she takes it depends on how reluctant she is to accept the truth now.”

“Fuck,” he murmurs. “I shouldn’t have talked about her parents.”

“It would have happened sooner or later,” I admit. “It just might have been better if she’d remembered more on her own first.”

He groans. “Fuck. I’m so fucking sorry, Zane. I didn’t mean for that to happen …”

I move over to where he is, and I wrap an arm around him, using my free hand to bring his chin up so he’ll look me in the eye.

“All of this is fated. Tell me you believe that.”

“We’re fated,” he murmurs back.

“That makes whatever happens between the three of us fated. Meaning everything is happening the way it’s supposed to.”

“It is?” He sounds so damn hopeful.

“Every last thing,” I promise him.

“Fuck, I hope so,” he mutters.

I lean in and kiss his lips. The tiny gesture of reassurance turns into something more consuming when he puts a hand around my neck and pulls me in closer. He tastes so damn sweet, so tempting.

If circumstances were different, it would be so easy to get lost in him. To forget the world and keep his Omega body trapped under mine until he perfumes for me.

I missed a lot of firsts while I was obsessed with finding Zoey, but I’m eager to catch up now that we’re all finally back together.

I break the kiss with real effort and catch my breath while I gaze over his slender features. His golden eyes were always the thing that made him stand out. The rare amber color with such pretty flecks of gold have a mesmerizing effect on me now that we’re close to becoming mated.

They were always pretty, but now they’re something more than that.

His dark blond hair and lightly sun kissed skin combine with the golden eyes to make him look like a bronzed god.

“What?” he asks.

I realize I broke the kiss, and I haven’t uttered a word of explanation.

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