Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(40)

I nuzzled my face against Kayla’s arm as she listened and processed what he was saying. It was the same thing I had just told her, and I hoped she could see that of all of us, Beck needed her to decide the most.

“What kind of uncertainty?”

Beck blew out a breath. It took him a few years to even tell us about his past, so I knew it was hard for him to share. I reached over and put a hand right above his knee, hoping it gave him some comfort.

“My parents… they didn’t have the best luck when I was younger, and when I was ten, they lost everything in a bad investment.”

“Everything as in…” I could feel her unease start back up again. She cared, even if she was mad at him.

“We were homeless. At first, it was okay because we had a spot at a shelter, but then they both started selling drugs, which turned into using drugs. Anyway… they were both arrested when I was around sixteen, and I went to live in a group home since no one wants to foster a sixteen-year-old boy. The only thing that saved me from being homeless when I turned eighteen was emerging as an alpha and getting a scholarship.”

Kayla was trembling slightly, and I started my purr up again. “That’s... I’m sorry you had to go through all that, Beck.”

He shrugged and scooted forward, getting ready to get up. She grabbed his hand, and he looked over at her. I felt like I was intruding on a private moment between them.

“Stay. We’re going to watch a movie.” She scooted so her head was on his thigh, but that also meant her boobs were right in my face.

“You two can watch a movie. I’ll just lay right like this and watch these.” I put my face right on them. “Yup, this is paradise.”

“You’re ridiculous.” Kayla’s satisfied sigh and hand running through my hair let me know she enjoyed it.

I could feel her that much closer to staying, and I smiled to myself, thinking about how good life was going to be.





CHAPTER SIXTEEN





Kayla





Over the next several days, I did a lot of thinking while trying to not let myself be persuaded by how good the sex was. And that meant not letting any of them stick their dicks and definitely not their knots in me. I’d been moving way too fast in the first place and needed my head and hormones clear.

It was easier said than done.

I lay on the bed in the primary bedroom, which I’d overtaken as my own. There had been another spare bedroom upstairs, but it had been used as a closet for their athleticwear brand. That was now moved to the room on the ground floor, so Beck had his own room.

I was all for sharing rooms and beds, but I also needed my own space. I wanted to backtrack a bit and get to know them more. Especially since I was ninety-five percent sure I was staying.

The video chat app on my phone finally connected with my sister, and I rolled over and propped the phone on a pillow. “Hey, Care Bear.”

“You look comfy.” She was in bed, lying the exact same way as I was. She had soft lighting on so her face was illuminated in a warm glow. “I was starting to worry you’d died from too much dick.”

I laughed. It was nice to hear her joking again, but I could still see the pain and sadness in her eyes even through the video chat. “I’m abstaining.”

“What? Why the hell would you do that? At least let me live vicariously through you.” She sighed. “You look happy.”

I curled my hands under the side of my face and wondered how much I should tell her. I didn’t want our relationship to turn into secrets and I knew she wouldn’t want that either.

“I am... I think I’m going to stay.” I bit my lip and kept my eyes glued on Kara’s for any signs of duress. “They want to bond with me.”

Kara mirrored me, her hands going under her cheek. “Is that what you want? You were so adamant that a pack wasn’t for you.”

“I know, but I just feel... at peace around them. It’s hard to explain.” It felt natural, like this pack was always meant to be mine. It was a ridiculous feeling considering Kara was supposed to be the one in my place. A fact I didn’t plan on telling her because it would do nothing except hurt her.

“I’m happy for you.” She blinked back tears. “I think we’ve swapped opinions on packs.”

“You don’t mean that, Kara. It just wasn’t the right time. I mean, think about how the whole system works. We hardly get time with any of the packs and then have to rank each other for some algorithm to match us. They might as well just auction us off instead.”

“That’s barbaric. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about Omega Match and have decided they can’t be trusted. Who’s to say money doesn’t trade hands? Where there’s power, there’s money pulling the strings.” Kara almost never spoke badly about anything having to do with how omegas are treated or matched in our society. It was concerning the sharp turn she’d made.

There was still the question of how I ended up even matching when I opted out. I was sure everyone thought I was lying, and part of me still wondered if Kara really believed me.

“Are you going to start doing meetings and socials for the fall match? They told us the fall one is a lot less overwhelming.”

“What if I meet a fantastic pack outside of Omega Match? Am I supposed to just ignore my feelings and make them go through the whole process?”