Chapter 15
Aiden
“What the fuck is going on?!” Lexi demands, her eyes wild with fear and anger.
My heart threatens to break free of my chest as I hold Emmett in my arms. Never would I have guessed that coming to Widows Peak would lead to not only one scent-matched Omega, but two.
“Hey there, Kitten.” Sloane steps in front of her. “Breathe. Everything is okay. He just got overwhelmed and passed out.”
“Overwhelmed with what?” she demands, looking frantic. “Emmett, baby.” Her voice breaks on his name as she cups his cheek. “What happened?” she snaps, her blue eyes blazing with anger.
“He came around the corner and demanded to know what we wanted with you. We tried to get him to agree to go get you so we could talk, but he pulled a gun on us.”
“He did?” Lexi looks at Emmett, then back up to me. “So what, you hit him or something?”
“No,” Sloane answers her. “No one touched him. Not until Aiden caught him before he hit the ground.”
“Why did he pass out then?” she demands.
I look up at Sloane, who actually looks a bit worried.
“I’m going to guess that finding out we’re his scent matches was too much for him to handle,” Sloane slowly answers.
Lexi gasps. “You’re his scent matches?”
“Looks like it. So, if you were worried about him leaving you because of us, no need to stress anymore.”
I glare at him. He really doesn’t know how to shut up, does he?
“Oh my god.” Lexi is shaking now, and I can smell the anxiety coming off her in waves.
“Lexi, sweetheart, what do you think about us taking him back to your place? He can rest, and when he wakes up, we can get everything out on the table.”
She stares at each of us for a moment before nodding. “Yeah. Uh, okay.” She pulls out her phone and calls someone. “Briar, I hate to do this, but can you fill in for me? Something’s come up.” She pauses for a moment. “Thank you so much.”
She turns her angry eyes our way. “Get him in your truck. Now,” she growls.
“Yes, ma’am,” Sloane grunts, opening the back seat and helping me lift Emmett in.
Lexi climbs in after, and we get in the front. “Address, Kitten?” Sloane asks.
“Don’t call me that,” she snaps. I look over my shoulder, finding Emmett’s head in her lap.
She gives us her address, and we take off.
I’m not sure what to say, so I say nothing, but stress and worry rolls off me in waves as I continuously check on them in the rearview mirror. Lexi is murmuring something so low I can’t hear her as she pets Emmett’s head.
Sloane gives me a look that says he’s just as thrown off by all this as I am.
We were only here tonight with the hope of watching over our Omega from afar.
We didn’t know Emmett would show up. I’m not surprised that he was pissed. To him, we were just two strange Alphas who had an interest in his girlfriend. I feel horrible with how he reacted to us being his scent match. It was too much for him to handle, and I understand that.
Not everyone reacts the same to something like this, and it was already a high-stress moment.
Still, Emmett is our Omega. Part of me is both thrilled and hesitant. We don’t know this man, and when we looked into him after talking to Lexi, we didn’t find anything on him.
It was like the man never existed.
When we pull up to Lexi’s place, Sloane parks in her driveway and gets out. Lexi kisses Emmett’s forehead before letting Sloane take him. When she climbs out, she runs to her front door to unlock it.
I help Sloane carry him inside, taking him to the couch.
Not sure what to say, we both stand there awkwardly as Lexi lies down next to him, buries her face into his chest, and starts to sob.
My heart breaks hearing her so upset. I want to comfort her, to let her know everything is okay, that he just passed out.
But that's not why she’s upset. “I’m so sorry,” she sobs. “This is all my fault. I should have told you right away. I’m sorry, baby, I’m sorry.”
Sloane’s jaw is tight, his nostrils flaring. I know he wants to take care of her, to make everything better, too. But thank fuck, for once in his life, Sloane says nothing. Does nothing.
After a few moments, he grabs my arm and pulls me into the kitchen.
“What the fuck just happened?” he leans against the counter, hanging his head low.
“We just found out that our Omega’s boyfriend is also our Omega.”
He swings a pissed-off glare my way. “No fucking shit.”
“It is what it is, Sloane. Does it matter?”
“No,” he sighs. “I just wasn’t prepared to take on two Omegas. What if he hates us? What if, because of that, Lexi ends up hating us, too? What if he doesn’t want us near his baby?”
I can name a handful of times that I've seen Sloane spiral like this. He’s normally a carefree, live-life-as-it-comes kind of guy.
“This is all fresh, and we have to remember that we’ve clearly shaken the core of their life. We came here knowing how things might end up. And no, it wasn’t this, but it’s pretty damn close. They had a whole life with one another, and Alphas clearly weren't in their plans.”
“Why?” Sloane growls. “We’re not bad guys. We’d never hurt them.”
“We know that, but they don't.” I rub his back, trying to keep my shit together for him.
Sloane pushes off the counter and starts rummaging through the cupboards. “What are you doing?” I ask him.
“Making our Omegas a cup of tea,” he mutters.
My lips twitch, but I just let him do his own thing. Eventually, he finds what he needs and gets the water boiling.
“I’m going to win them over.” He turns to me, determination in his eyes.
I lean against the island, cross my arms, and smile at my passionate man. “I have no doubt you will.”
Let’s just hope that when Emmett wakes up, things get better, not worse.