Page 162 of Stolen Omega

The empathic abilities of Omegas are well documented, but I had no idea how powerful they could be. I can tell she’s ready to convince me of something, and I might be ready to let her, but only because we’re true mates.

“Can I ask you a question now, Archer?” she asks. “Or should I be calling you James?”

Well, that’s the first time my given name hasn’t made me cringe.

She makes it sound soft and sexy in her lilting voice.

“You can call me whatever you like.”

“Because we’re true mates?”

She knows we are. She knew before she slept with Russ.

Still, hearing those words on her lips makes my teeth tingle in anticipation.

“Because we’re true mates,” I agree, because no one else ever gets to call me anything but Archer.

“So, I know how you feel about sharing me with Russ,” she goes on, “but once you realize Zane and Dale really aren’t the bad guys, I’m going to have to ask you how you feel about sharing me with them, too. Do you think you could handle that?”

Considering I believed she’d be with me and Russ, and everything I imagined only included the three of us, I’m shocked by how easily I could answer her question.

Yes. I could handle any damn thing she wanted to ask of me.

Admitting that to myself feels scandalous enough.

I don’t feel ready to share it. At least not while she might decide it means she gets to keep the asshole who kidnapped her as a second Alpha.

“I’d consider anything you asked,” I tell her. “But you might feel differently about those two once we get you off this island.”

She laughs. “I’m not going to change my mind about them, and I don’t have any intention of leaving this island anytime soon.”

Damn. She said it. She doesn’t want to leave.

“You realize you’re close to your first heat?”

She nods. “I noticed that, and I also noticed I have everything I could need for that right here. If I go back home now, I’ll have to waste a lot of time talking to the police, and the press, and getting back into the tour schedule. I don’t want any of that. I want this.”

The plea in her gaze tells me she’ll be dragged home if I really push her to go.

As the head of her security team, that’s what I should do.

As her Alpha, and her true mate, I’ll do what’s best for my Omega.

She wants to be here. She deserves the break.

“We can stay,” I tell her, watching a grin light up her face.

“You won’t regret it,” she assures me.

I’m sure I won’t.

Chapter Fifty-Eight

Dale

It’s funny how different Cam looks now compared to when I met him. He was a jock back then, and everything about his look was cultivated for that stereotype. When we left high school, he quit playing sports and took up rock climbing. It improved his already muscular frame, but he started covering his arms up more, wearing looser clothes. He grew his hair out, letting it hang down to his shoulders. Everything he did only made him hotter, and it was strange to experience this intense attraction that only seemed to grow stronger every time we stumbled back into each other’s paths.

It took me forever to realize it was because he was becoming more comfortable with himself.

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