Chapter 4
Aiden
There’s a deep rumble emanating from my chest that I’ve never made before as I stare at the little Omega standing before me. She smells of warm apple pie, and my teeth and cock ache to sink into her.
“Mine,” I growl, taking a step forward.
“Woah, big guy,” Nolan says, stepping in front of me, his hands on my chest to hold me back.
My eyes dart down to him, shooting daggers at my Beta who’s keeping me from my Omega. “She’s mine.”
“I know that. But you don’t even know her name. Plus, you’re scaring her.”
His words hit me like a ton of bricks as my attention flicks back to the Omega. I can smell what was once arousal turns sour with fear. It’s coming off her in waves, and my need to soothe her, to protect her, kicks in. I’ve never felt like this; I have no control over my own feelings and thoughts right now.
After all these years of thinking we would never have an Omega of our own, here she is. I’d given up and was okay with it just being the guys and myself, but then this little one shows up when we least expect it.
“W-what’s going on?” she asks, her voice trembling. “Who are you? What are you doing at my cabin?” By the way her hand goes to her lower belly and the smell of her perfume filling the air, she knows what’s going on; she feels it too.
Thomas steps in and around me, right up to the Omega. She looks up at him with wide eyes but doesn’t shy away as he leans forward and runs the tip of his nose up the side of her neck. He inhales deeply and groans. “Mine.”
“Alright, alright. That’s enough out of you two.” Nolan pulls Thomas back by the arm and steps into the omega’s space. My jaw grinds as my nostrils flare. It’s taking everything in me to hold back. To not remove my Omega from here, take her home and fuck her, breed her, claim her.
“Hi, I’m Nolan. We met at the store, remember?” The Omega nods, but she’s not looking at him, she’s looking at Thomas and me. “These two overgrown gorillas are Aiden,” he pauses, pointing to me. “And Thomas. They are also my Alphas.”
Her eyes find Nolan. “Your pack?”
“Yes. My pack, my family.” He smiles softly at her. She’s trembling, rubbing her hand up and down her arm now, and I just realized that the door is still wide open.
Without taking my eyes off her—because why would I fucking want to do that?—I kick the door shut with my foot, making it slam into place. She jumps at the sound, a whimper leaving her pink lips, lips that I’d love to kiss, lick, and suck. Fuck, my cock is so hard right now, my knot throbbing to lock inside her sweet cunt.
“I’m sorry for just barging in like this. We saw smoke, and with the storm, we wanted to make sure you were okay. It’s a good thing we came, though; you were snowed in pretty good,” Nolan says.
“Yeah.” Her gaze goes back to Nolan, her eyes starting to water, and my body moves forward. I don’t like seeing her upset. It makes something inside me unsettled. “Nolan?”
“Yes, Sweets?” Nolan takes her hand, seeing she’s confused and upset.
“I’m sorry.”
“For what?” Nolan’s brows furrow.
“That your Alphas are my mates.”
“Hey.” He steps forward, cupping her face. I want to do that. I want to be the one to touch her. And from the way Thomas’ hand is twitching as he shuffles from one foot to the other, he wants to do the same thing. “Don’t be sorry,” Nolan chuckles softly. “You have no idea how happy I am.”
“You are?” Her eyes widen.
“You’re the one we’ve been looking for. The one we’ve been waiting years for.”
“You want me?” she asks, her eyes darting from Nolan to Thomas to me.
“More than anything,” I answer, my voice low, husky, and thick with need.
“Oh.” The little smile that lifts her lips makes my whole fucking world spin.
“You gotta name, love?” Thomas chuckles.
“Oh, yeah, sorry about that.” She laughs, and fuck, I’m done for. She’s perfect. “I’m Violet.”
“Violet,” Thomas whispers. “Pretty name for a gorgeous Omega.”
I look at Thomas. We share a moment like we’re reading each other’s minds. My eyes flick over to the fireplace, then the jacket and boots next to the door. Thomas gives me a slow, primal grin.
As Violet— fuck, I love that name— and Nolan talk, Thomas goes over to the kitchen and grabs a cup, filling it with water. I go over to the door and grab her snow pants, boots, and jacket.
“Hey!” Violet shouts. “What are you doing?” Thomas goes over to the fireplace and tosses the water on the fire, putting it out.
“Where’s your phone?” Thomas asks her as he looks around.
“Why do you need my phone?”
“Guys,” Nolan groans. “Really?”
I drop everything next to the chair in the dining room and take the few steps over to my Omega. “Hey!” she squeaks as I pick her up under her armpits and place her on the chair. She watches me with a shocked expression as I kneel down before her and take her snow pants, slipping them on over her legs.
I say nothing as I stand up and pull her to her feet so that I can pull her pants up before sitting her back down.
“I–I don’t even know what to say,” Violet mutters as I grab her feet and put her boots on.
“Found it,” Thomas says. “Anything else important you need?” he asks. “Oh, your purse. I’ll grab that.”
“Guys!” Nolan says in a stern voice.
I sigh as I pull Violet to her feet again. “We’re taking you home with us,” I tell her as I put her jacket on.
“What?! I don’t even know you. I just met you! I’m not going anywhere with you.”
“The hell you’re not,” I growl, bending over and throwing my feisty little Omega over my shoulder.
“Oh, god,” Nolan curses as I make my way out of the cabin.
“I’ll shut the lights off and lock everything up!” Thomas shouts. “Nolan will ride with me.”
“Put me down!” she shouts, banging her little fists against my back as I carry her toward the snowmobile.
“Enough out of you, Little One.” I slap her ass, her snow pants softening the impact. But she still whines, wiggling in my grip. I grin, loving how responsive my girl is.
We get to the snowmobile, and I place her down on the seat. She goes to open her mouth, but I quiet her as I swoop in and steal a kiss.
I growl against her soft lips, not furthering the kiss as much as I’d like to, knowing that once I get a good taste of my Omega, I won’t be able to stop.
“You’re mine, Violet. Ours. We’ve been waiting so fucking long to find you. There’s no way I’m letting you get away. Let me bring you home, get to know you, and show you that we can give you everything you’ve ever wanted. Please don’t fight me on this.”
Her expression softens as she sees the desperate need on my face. She bites her lower lip, making me groan. “Okay,” she whispers.
I grin, feeling like I’ve won the lottery, as I duck down for another quick kiss. She laughs as I put some snow goggles on her and take my beanie off, placing it on her head before straddling the seat and starting up the snowmobile.
She lets out an excited shriek as we take off toward our place. I can’t keep the stupid grin off my face as we ride, my omega right in front of me in my arms.
This can’t be real, can it? It’s like some fucking Christmas miracle or something.
Whatever it is, I thank the gods because, holy fucking shit, I found my Omega. I can’t wait to get to know her, to spend every fucking day with her, and to make her our everything. I wanted her before—sure—but I never knew how much I needed her in my life. And I’ll do whatever I can to keep her.