It’s my scent but amplified.
I knew this was coming, but I hadn’t expected it so soon.
Maybe I should have.
Maybe if I wasn’t exhausted from the last week, I would have put it together before now, right when I’m on the precipice of sleep.
The pack triggered my Heat.
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I’ve never takena sexy nap before now.
But watching my Omega come, and then cuddling her to sleep?
I could spend every day like this.
I wake up before the rest of them do, and I study Blair while she sleeps with her head on my chest.
Her breathing is deep and even, and I stroke her golden hair, marveling at the beauty of my scent match.
She came back to us.
She came back, and the trajectory of my life has changed.
How do I begin to tell her how much she’s done for me?
I was content with my life before, but she’s made me a better person.
I love my job. Creating horror games has been my passion forever, and I never thought about changing genres.
But Blair makes me want more.
She inspires me to challenge myself.
She’s my muse.
She’s everything.
My Omega shifts in her sleep, sighing softly, and my chest aches with affection.
There’s so much I want to tell her.
I could spill my guts to her, give her an hour-long monologue about how she’s changed me for the better, and it wouldn’t be enough.
I just watch her sleep, tracing my fingers down her back and creating little circles on her skin.
And because she’s asleep, because I can’t confess everything I feel for her without it turning into word vomit, I write the secret words on her skin. I trace the letters over and over, hoping somehow, she realizes what I’m spelling.
Maybe in her dreams she knows what I’m telling her.
I lose count of how many times I writeI love youonto her skin.
I sneakout of bed before the rest of them, already making plans for the coming days.
Blair’s scent is sweet and permeates the house, potent and delicious.
