Page 16 of Knot For Keeps

Juniper had been so gentle, even someone getting slightly injured on a TV show would stress her out. Documentaries like Lavender’s would only freak her out and give her nightmares for weeks.

Gage ran a hand through his hair. “She fought like hell though, I didn’t expect that.”

“She took some self-defence classes even though omegas aren’t encouraged to take them. Plus she watches so much horrific true crime I’m sure she’s picked up a few self-preservation tips and tricks from that.”

“If she were my omega I would be damn proud of her for that trick with the lamp,” Gage chuckled, then his face dropped, “Not that we’ll ever have an omega…”

“One day, maybe.” I replied. Kane would go mental at the idea of us finding an omega. I had never felt romantic feelings for Juniper, she was like a little sister to me, but Kane had been so convinced that we were the pack for her it was why he was resisting joining us so badly.

The look Gage gave me spoke louder than any words.

He believed it would never happen.

ChapterNine

Theo

Iwas insane.

That was the only reasonable conclusion that could be drawn from the fact I was taking more food to the little omega right after she had bashed my head in. What’s more, I wasexcitedto see the little spitfire again. Gage told me to be careful not to spook her. Spook her? Who was he fucking kidding? The beauty had whacked me good and proper with that lamp, and I had zero doubts she could do it again.

I had never been so hard in my life. She could be rough with me any time she wanted.

“Come in,” her soft voice answered my knock.

She was sitting in the middle of the neatly made bed with her legs crossed and her arms hugging her middle, like she wanted to shrink in on herself. Dark circles rimmed her eyes, and her gaze was vacant.

“I’m not armed, Kane took the other lamp away,” she assured me. Her hair was ever so slightly damp and she was wearing fresh clothes, including aman'sshirt. The only mens clothing around here were ours. Doing my best to look subtly, I recognised the logo on the chest. It was Kane’s. It wouldn’t have smelled like him a it was clean but the sight of her wearing it, on a bed and smelling fucking delicious was almost too much for me.

She took the plate cautiously, and looked me over before tentatively taking a bite. She was small. Were all omegas so small? It had been so many years since I had seen one, other than the two or three bruised and beaten ones we had recovered from various shitty situations, and that was only from a distance.

“What day is it?” Lavender asked, her voice quiet and subdued. I didn’t like it, where was the firecracker that had whacked me with a lamp and made me hard as steel?

“Friday, you were out for about twenty hours this time, your body really needs the rest.” We had taken her almost three days ago, and her absence was surely being noticed by now.

A small moan escaped her mouth as she took another bite, and I shifted from foot to foot, trying to make my erection die down before she noticed it. Had omega sounds ever affected methatmuch?

Clearing her mouth she spoke, “Thank you, for this. I don’t know when I last ate.”

“Archer said you lived on a diet of gummy bears and chocolate, so I’m glad you at least ate something proper.”

She frowned. “I never want another goddamned gummy bear again. He’s ruined that treat for me for life.”

“Ah, yeah, we teased him a lot growing up for smelling like candy. Archer’s loss, I say. You’re a smart spitfire. I like you, you’re the most interesting person I’ve spoken to in days. If Gage would let me, I’d keep you.”

“Keep me?” Her brow furrowed.

“Like a pet, but not a pet?” Then again, keeping her as a kinky pet could always be fun. Gage would never allow it though, spoil sport.

“I think your logic is slightly flawed,” she said, never taking her eyes off of me, like she was being cautious. She didn't think I would actually hurt her? Did she? I wanted her to hurtme,and make me cum harder than I ever had.

“Yeah-” I nodded, “-it is, which is why daddy Gage would never let it happen, even though we could have so much fun! We could have all sorts of adventures,” I finished in a whining tone.

I expected her to be nervous, I knew I wasn’t being the most logical, so when she burst into laughter a warm feeling spread throughout my gut.

“Okay Donald,” she laughed.

“Donald?” My name definitely wasn’t Donald. Did she hit her own head with a lamp?

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