Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(44)

“They aren’t going to try anything with so many people around.” Kayla grabbed the to-go plate of barbecue and scooted next to me. “You’re growling.”

“Damn right I am.” I turned a bit and glared at the two men. They weren’t even looking at us now, and I wanted to kick myself for overreacting. It’s not like people hadn’t stared and watched me before, I just had precious cargo with me now.

“Hey. Let’s enjoy ourselves.” She grabbed a rib and held it out to me. “Here, open.”

“You’re going to feed me? I should be the one feeding you.” My attention was back on her and the rib that was floating in front of my face. I took a bite as she held onto it.

“Are you ready for your game tomorrow?” She handed off the rest of the rib and grabbed one for herself.

“Yeah. We’re as ready as we’re going to be. Last year we were ready, but Rylan broke his arm in our second game.”

“You guys should have alternate players, or does that not work when you’re playing as a pack?”

“A lot of teams do have a relief player, but they’re almost all a part of the pack. We never could find a fifth alpha that fit in with all of us. We agreed earlier on we were willing to deal with any negative impact of only being a quad. Last year was one of those times.” I shrugged. “We have so much other stuff going on business-wise that not winning the championship isn’t the end of the world, but it would push our pack to billionaire status because we’d get a lot more endorsements plus prize money.”

Her eyes widened. “Billionaires? As in nine zeros?”

“Yup. Beck has been working nonstop since starting college to never be without money again. It’s tiring at times, but we also have some big philanthropic projects in the works.”

“Are you guys sure you don’t want to trade me in for my sister? I’m not sure I’m cut out to be a billionaire pack’s omega.” She looked out at the ocean.

She had barbecue sauce on her cheek, and I swiped at it with my thumb. “You’re perfect. Don’t let how we ended up together take away from what we have.”

“But you don’t even know if you’d have a stronger connection with her.”

Why was she talking like this? A few minutes ago, she’d been talking about bonding with us and becoming a member of the pack, and now she was offering us her sister?

“We do know, Kayla. You deserve happiness just as much as your sister does. Don’t let your guilt over the situation ruin this for you.” I took her chin between my forefinger and thumb and turned her face toward me. “We might not have seemed like we cared about having an omega at first... we honestly didn’t until you came into our lives.”

“Sorry, I’m being stupid.” Her brows furrowed. “I guess I’m just worried about Kara. She’s always been the solid twin and now she seems so... lost.”

“You’re a good sister.” I gave her a quick kiss and then gestured to the food on our laps. “We should finish eating so we can take a stroll while the sun sets.”

“Look at you being all romantic.” Her mood did another complete one-eighty and she dove right back into her food.

My alpha instincts were screaming at me that she was going to start her heat. All the signs were there—abrupt shifts in mood, hot flashes, uncertainty—but she said she wasn’t and she knew her body best.





My alarm went off at six in the morning, and I grabbed my phone to turn it off. I hadn’t had the best night’s sleep and the temptation to go back to bed was strong, but I could nap on our flight.

After Kayla and I had finished our food the night before and walked on the beach, we’d come home and watched a movie. She’d seemed completely normal when we’d parted ways to go to bed, but I wanted to check on her before we headed to the airport.

Apparently, everyone else had the same idea as I did because Beck, Rio, and Rylan were all coming from their bedrooms. It was eerie how we sometimes didn’t even need to communicate to know what we needed to do as a pack.

I’d wanted to sleep with her, but she’d insisted we all needed our beauty sleep so we could be at our best for our playoff game later that evening. I couldn’t have cared less about the playoffs at that point.

“I slept like shit,” Beck muttered as we walked across the hallway to the primary suite. “Jesus, I can smell her already.”

“I told you guys she was going into heat.” I reached the door first and opened it, a plume of her perfume smacking me right in the nose and the effects going straight to my dick.

The room was dark besides light coming in through the open French door. My skin prickled from the chill in the air.

Beck shoved past me, going to the side of the bed closest to the door that Kayla had made her spot. He sat down gently and pulled the covers back just enough so we could all see her.

She was beautiful when she slept and the peace on her face was confusing since I’d half expected her to be panting and sweaty from a heat spike.

“Kayla, wake up.” Beck leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

She groaned and rolled over, grabbing a pillow and tugging it under the blankets. “Go away.”

“We’re going to leave soon... say the word and we’ll stay.” I knelt on the bed and tugged the pillow away from her so she couldn’t hide. “You slept with the door open all night and you’re perfuming more than ever.”