Carefully, I lay her down on the bed and finally give the others my attention. “If you don’t mind, kindly get thefuckout of my house, you’ve done enough.”
“Us?!” Carson snaps, nostrils flaring. “You’re fucking kidding me, right? You’re the one who just fucking threw us under the bus. Don’t act like you’re not just as much to blame as we are.”
“If anything, you’re worse,” Reid snarls. “Who the fuck tells their stepsister they’re in love with her in the middle of a fucking hockey game?”
“It wasn’t the middle, it was before.” I roll my eyes. I leave Addie and step into her bathroom to grab a face cloth. Wetting it with cold water, I wring it out and bring it to her.
“Addie, baby. Wake up.” I dab her face with the cloth.
“Is she okay?” Carson asks, his voice thick with worry.
“She’s going to be fine. She’s just overwhelmed,” I mutter, brushing some of her pink hair away. This is the closest I’ve been able to get to her, and it’s the longest I’ve been able to touch her. She’s so delicate and soft. So sweet and beautiful.
It kills me that I’ve upset her so much. I don’t regret telling her the truth, and I’m not done just yet, but maybe I could have done it another way.
I was freaking out after the game when I didn’t see her in the stands. I went to the locker room to call her, only to find out that she left.
When I tried calling her, she wouldn’t pick up. As I was leaving, these two assholes bombarded me, demanding that I take them to my place to see Addie.
I told them to get fucked and left, but they followed me.
“Yeah, because you justhadto go and open your fucking mouth,” Carson snarls. “Seriously, man, it’s just pathetic. Leave Addie alone. Let her be happy. She’s with us, we’re her scent matches. This is just sad. Are you trying to fuck with her because you hate us that much?”
My head snaps up, and my lip curls back in a snarl. “Don’t be so fucking full of yourself, Rider. I told her I loved her because I do. And no, I’m not going to just hand her over because you’re her scent matches. Spoiler alert, I’m her scent match too. I’ve been her scent match longer than you.”
“Bull-fucking-shit.” Reid rolls his eyes. “Seriously, you’re pulling shit out of your ass at this point.”
“When she wakes up and realizes I’m not wearing any scent blockers, you’ll see.” I go back to dabbing Addie’s face.
“Give me that.” Carson tries to take the cloth from me. “We can take care of our Omega ourselves."
“Don’t fucking touch her,” I snarl, grab his wrist with a death grip, and shove it away.
“Enough!” Reid snaps. “Stop. This isn’t helping. We need to stop arguing because when Addie wakes up, it’s only going to upset her more.” His eyes flick down to Addie, swimming with emotion.
I hate that they care about her so much. I’ve never been so fucking jealous in my life.
If only I had told her sooner, we’d be living our own lives together by now. She wouldn’t ever have had the chance to meet these two.
“Here are the facts.” I sit on the bed next to Addie, thumb brushing against her cheek. “You’re her scent matches, and as much as I fucking hate you both, that is something I can’t change.” I bring my eyes from Addie to the two of them. “But I’m her scent match, too. I don’t owe you an explanation about why this is coming out right now. That's between me and my Omega. Just know I’m not going anywhere. I will continue to fight to be with her, to show her I love her and need her, and that I can be the Alpha she deserves. If that means sharing her with you, then so be it. Doesn’t mean I have to like you.”
“How did we get to this point?” Reid sighs heavily, running a hand through his hair. “In real life, we hate each other. Yet, online we’ve been best friends for years.”
“Yeah, until you decided to throw our friendship out the fucking window and steal our Omega out from under me,” I sneer. “I could have looked past our rivalry after finding outwho you two were. I could have made it work so we could be there for her together.” I want her all to myself, but I know how intense scent bonds are. I’d never ask her to give them up, not unless they were truly evil people. Even though we don’t like one another, I can’t deny that they treat her well.
“Why?” I ask them. “Why scheme to have her to yourselves? You knew how Death felt about her, how I felt about her.”
Carson and Reid look at one another for a moment before Reid turns to me. “When we first found out Addie was our scent match, we were ready to end our crush on PastelPrincess. Addie was the only Omega we wanted. Then, we found out who she really was and got caught up in the excitement of having the best of both worlds. The two girls we had feelings for were the same person.”
“We panicked. She’s our scent match, and the idea of sharing her with another person caused us to go all Alpha,” Carson mutters. “Not our proudest moment.”
“Then, when we went to Vegas, she told us that she had feelings for her gaming friends online. We didn’t know you were Death, but we knew she liked you. We were willing to share her with you because that's what she wanted.”
“Then you had to go open your big mouth and be all selfish, so we reacted.” Carson glares at me.
“So, what you’re saying is all this could have been avoided if we didn’t let our Alpha jealousy and possessiveness take over?” I grumble, hating the fact that it’s true.
I wanted to goad them, get them going and rub it in their faces that they can’t just come and take Addie out from under me. That I’d fight tooth and nail for my Omega.
