Page 88 of The Omega Con


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“Thank you.” She looks around the school. “This place is bigger than I remember,” she says softly as we make our way over to Nash. I notice her turn her head, letting her hair fall into her face.

“Don’t hide your beautiful face,” I whisper, stopping in my spot so I can push her hair out of her face. “You are gorgeous, River, don’t doubt that.”

“Hey Nash, guess who’s here,” I shout.

He turns to face us, and the pissed off scowl on his face turns into a smile as he ditches Jessica and heads our way.

“Now my day is a hundred times better. Can I?” he asks, pointing to her hand.

She nods, and Nash takes her other free hand.

“Nash, who’s this?” Jessica sneers as she glares at River.

“I’m River.” I’m so proud of our omega as she speaks up for herself.

“Oh, is this a cousin or sister?” Jessica asks, and I can see the smile fade from River’s face.

“No,” Nash growls. “She’s our omega. Our Kismet.”

“You’re kidding, right? Her.” Jessica rolls her eyes as she turns up her nose at her. “No way would you bond with her? Come on lose her and let’s go have some fun.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Nash’s alpha bark even hits me. “You’ll apologize to our omega now and then get your troll ass far away from us. You’re nothing compared to her beauty.”

“I’m sorry,” Jessica whimpers before rushing away.

“Now that we’ve gotten rid of her, what should we show you first?” Nash asks, and we all laugh.

“The cafeteria,” River blurts, her beautiful smile gracing her face once again.

“Then let us lead the way.” We head toward the cafeteria, hand in hand and I’ve never been happier.

I have my brothers, my pack, and now we have our omega to complete us.

***

River

When I saw Nash with that beautiful beta, my heart dropped, but when he dismissed her for me, I didn’t know what to do. It was a public proclamation that I was his. And I loved it.

“So what do you think about the campus? Have we tempted you to join us?” Holden asks, and I tap my finger on my bottom lip as I think.

“Not yet.” I can see their hope deflate. “Maybe one day though. I mean, I have to. I’ve seen the number of girls chasing you around.” I wink at them.

Wait. I winked. When did I become so flirty? In a message is one thing, but in person is another.

“I do remember being promised ice cream?.” I remind them as we head back toward the parking lot. The last thing they showed me on this tour was the library, which was amazing.

“Then I guess we need to head to the ice cream shop downtown,” Holden says, gripping my hand tighter. Neither he nor Nash have once let go of my hand since we’ve been here,and it feels so nice. We walk to their car, and Holden lets go of my hand as he moves over to the driver's side. Nash opens the passenger door for me, helping me inside, before getting in the back behind me.

“River, can I ask a question?” Holden says, as he grips the steering wheel tighter, his knuckles turning white.

“Yeah.”

“Can we go with you to your doctor's appointment?”

I sit there stunned. I wasn’t expecting that to be the question he would ask. But maybe it’s the push I need to ask about their clothing. It’s been almost two weeks since my last heat, and I’m starting to nest again. But I’m missing their scents. They’ve been nothing but gentle with me, not even trying to kiss or hug me yet. Something about that makes me sad. Maybe I should ask them about it?

“I’ll answer. But I have a question too.”