Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(21)

“Omega Match, this is Brandie. How can I help you?” I was so grateful for speakerphone.

“Hello, Brandie. This is Nazario Perez, part of Beckett Thomas’s pack. I wanted to check to see who we put on our match list.”

“Let me see... I see here you matched with Kayla Sterling, and she was marked as moved into your pack house. Was there an issue I could help you with?” Brandie sounded confused, and I couldn’t blame her.

“Was she the only one we put on our match list?”

“Yes, and it looks like your pack is the only one she put on hers. That’s fantastic that you liked each other enough to only put each other. Romantic, really. Is there a problem?”

“No, not at all. Just some confusion is all. Kayla tells us she opted out of matching but somehow still matched with us.” Rio was doing a good job of not bringing up Brian, but maybe he should have.

“That’s impossible. Hold on just a moment while I look at her file.” There was silence, and it seemed to stretch on forever. “Her signature is on the forms as accepting the match as final along with your pack being the only one listed.”

Impossible.

“Thank you so much, Brandie. We really appreciate you answering our questions.” I heard the tone of the call ending and held my breath.

“She lied about opting out.” Beckett sounded smug as hell, and if I’d been downstairs, I would have smacked it out of him. “I know it’s going to cost us, but let’s start the paperwork now to send her back. We don’t have the time to deal with this.”

“Now, wait just a fucking second. You don’t just get to decide this.” Rio’s voice was louder now and coming closer to the stairs.

I moved like my ass was on fire and ran back to the kitchen, nearly falling over my own feet as I got on the barstool and started shoveling French toast into my mouth.

This was exactly what I wanted. So, why did it make my chest hurt to hear it?





CHAPTER NINE





Rylan





I was about to punch Beck in the jaw if Rio didn’t beat me to it. We all loved each other like blood brothers, and we didn’t always see eye to eye, but when it came to Kayla, Beck was out of line.

There were a lot of questions surrounding her, but did they matter? We could at least all agree that her scent was highly appealing to us, which meant we were biologically compatible. Personality compatibility was easily workable, but the natural urge to love and protect either existed or it didn’t.

And the fact I wanted to punch Beck in the jaw said enough.

I stood from the couch and glared down at Beck, who had his arms crossed and looked like a petulant child. “You’re supposed to lead this pack, not cause a rift because you can’t let your past go. With all of our investments, Alphaball, the brand, we’re about to be billionaires, yet you’re concerned that an omega is going to take all of that away? We get that change and unpredictability makes you nervous, but there is nothing she can do to bring our empire down.”

Well, unless she has some twisted plan to kill us.

“You’re the one that agreed to do this in the first place. It was never a question of if we were ever going to have an omega but when. And I can’t speak for Rio and Ry, but I’ve been ready since I first emerged.” Kane grabbed the television remote from the coffee table.

“I wouldn’t say I’ve been ready, but for an omega like Kayla? We aren’t going to match to someone like her again, and if we did, it wouldn’t be fair because I’m pretty sure she is it.” I felt that with every ounce of my soul.

If Kayla ended up not bonding with us, it was going to be hard, if not impossible to forget her scent. I hadn’t even spent time with her yet and I just knew it to be true. While that feeling excited me, it probably terrified the crap out of Beck.

“Regardless of how she ended up with us, we haven’t even given her a chance. The shit storm of sending her back because you aren’t even willing to open yourself up to the possibility of her isn’t fair to us. You were willing to when you thought she was her sister, and while wanting someone perfect is great and all, come on, man. Do you really think you’d be happy with an omega that won Omega of the Year four years in a row?” Rio was standing at the bottom of the stairs and looked up them, his frown deepening. “She was listening. I can smell her.”

“Great, so she eavesdrops too.” Beck got to his feet and headed for the garage. “I’m going out for a bit.”

“When you come back, make sure the stick that’s up your ass is removed,” Kane said as he turned on the television.

The door slammed, and I rolled my eyes at the tantrum. “What are we going to do about that?”

“Nothing. He’ll come around. Hopefully we’ll get some answers from Brian soon about what the hell happened so Beck will stop thinking Kayla is lying.” Rio started up the stairs. “I’m going to check on her, and then I’ll be back to watch the game footage, Kane.”

“I’ll go check on her.” I moved up the stairs past Rio, who had paused. I could smell the lingering scent of Kayla where there hadn’t been any when we’d come down. “The sooner you two get done picking apart every one of our plays, the sooner we can relax.”