“Sorry, can you repeat that last part?”
He gripped my hand hard enough that it hurt. “We can give birth.”
Biology just went out the window.
“How the hell can you give birth?”
“A male Omega has both sets of reproductive organs. If our Dominant is female, they’ll give birth to our offspring. If our Dominant is male,wegive birth. Like most shifters, our packs have very low birthrates. It’s one of the reasons we’re in so much trouble now, and the main reason they wanted to make a deal with Jerome’s family. If they brought both packs together, they figured those of us who could have babies would have a better chance of being barefoot and pregnant.”
This whole thing blew my mind, and I’ll be honest, now I had no idea how to proceed.
Sitting down might help me process it all.
I pulled the nearest chair to me and sat. “So, let me get this straight. You could have given birth to Jerome’s babies?”
His eyes went wide. “Oh my god, it sounds even worse when you say it. Yes, Jerome could get me pregnant.”
“How is that even possible?”
He smirked. “Do youreallywant a lesson in gay Omega sex?”
Ew, no.
“No, I don’t.” But if I was going to help Mason, I needed to have all the information. “Having said that, I need to.”
“Fine, but remember, you asked.” He paused for a second. “When you had sex with women, did they get wet for you?”
This time I smirked. “Like a fountain, dude.”
He scowled. “I’m supposed to grossyouout, not the other way around.” He shook his head. “Like I needed to hear that. Anyway. Male Omegas, like myself, have self-lubrication as well. We can bend over for our male Dominants anytime they want so they can breed us.”
That still left one all-important question. “Okay, but where do the babies come out?”
He lifted his shirt and pointed to an area on his right side. “See this? Behind here is a sack where the babies would grow. After enough time they’d do a C-section to remove the little one and our happy family would have a new member.”
“And you’d do thiswillingly?”
He gave me a soft, sad smile. “I’ll be honest. Having a baby is the lifelong dream of any Omega. Something to love, to raise, to help grow. I’ve never heard of an Omega who didn’t want it.”
I gave a slow nod. “You just didn’t want it to be with Jerome.”
His shoulders slumped again. “It pains me to say this, but for a chance to have a baby, I would have accepted Jerome. Eventually. If I didn’t spike his drink with hemlock first.”
And for the first time since I’d known Mason, I stopped and looked closely at him. I could see him with a child. He’d always been kind and caring, nurturing even.
“I hope one day you’ll be able to have children,” I said, meaning every word of it. “Just with someone you don’t want to poison.”
And that finally made him laugh.
Mason
The conversation had gone a hell of a lot better than I’d thought it would.
Kip hadn’t run screaming from the room, which was a good sign. Still, he seemed nervous and uncertain. I guess I could understand that. Imagine finding out werewolves were real and not a concoction of Hollywood and writers’ imaginations. What surprised me was he trusted me enough to avoid saying ‘prove it’.
That was a game changer for me.
He asked all kinds of questions about things from my being submissive to whether or not I thought we’d get away with this deception. I answered honestly, including the “I’m not sure” for pulling one over on everyone.
