I turned towards the soup cans and started opening them with a dusty can opener I found in one of the drawers. Ben’s chair scraped as he stood up.
“Let me do that, precious,” he said.
I shook my head and pointed at his chair.
He looked at Cam and Theo with concern but ended up sitting back down. I breathed a sigh of relief. Good. They were where they needed to be.
I finished pouring the soup into a saucepan, leaving it to heat while I went in search of a first aid kit. I found one under the sink and set it on the table. I started with Cam. His hands caressed my hips as I stood between his legs and looked over his injuries. I tugged at his shirt until he caught on, pulling it off.
My omega hated how their clothes smelled—like mildew and blood. I whined and gestured for them all to strip off.
“Okay, baby girl,” Cam murmured as he removed his clothes. Ben and Theo followed suit, piling all the clothes by the door. Now the three of them were sitting naked at the table. It was a testament to how focused my omega was on their care that she wasn’t more distracted by their dicks.
I looked over Cam’s body carefully. He had a few bruises on his ribs, but they were already faded. I knew alphas had accelerated healing, but it was amazing to see it in action. I, on the other hand, was still limping from my days-old injury.
Theo also had a series of faded bruises around his ribs and back and a small cut on his upper arm. I put a band-aid on it, even though it probably didn’t need one just so I could feel like I had done something.
When I came to Ben, he pulled me in for a long hug.
“You do what you need to do, precious. But when you’re done, I’m going to cuddle you and not let go, okay?”
I nodded, my throat tight. Ben had a scrape on his knee that I put some antibiotic cream on before bandaging it.
I returned to the soup, which was boiling on the stove, and dished it out. I wished I had something more substantial to feed them. They must be starving.
I placed the bowls in front of each of my alphas, giving them three packets of crackers each. I put my bowl in front of the fourth chair but didn’t sit.
“You need to eat, sweetheart,” Cam said sternly.
I shook my head. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t do anything before they did. My omega was insistent.
The guys looked at each other as if trying to figure out what to do with me.Iwasn’t sure what to do with me. It was weird to just stand here and stare at them when they ate, right? And yet, that’s the only thing that felt right.
Realization dawned on Theo’s face.
“Your omega is in control right now, isn’t she, love?”
Tears sprang to my eyes. Of course, Theo would understand what was happening.
He turned to Cam and Ben. “I read about this in a book. Sometimes the omega will take over and insist on caring for their alphas, especially after a trauma or separation. We need to do what she says until she calms down.”
“Doesn’t feel right to eat without her,” Ben grumbled. He turned to me. “Is this what you need, precious? You need to feed your alphas?”
“Yes,” I whispered. It was all I could manage with how tight my throat felt. Ben’s eyes softened and he took a bite of soup.
“This is perfect,” he said, crumbling his crackers and mixing them with the soup.
I knew he was humoring me—it was canned soup. But his words still made me want to preen. I perfumed for the first time since we were separated. Cam shifted in his seat before attacking his soup, taking large, quick bites. His spoon clattered to the bottom of the bowl, and I almost smiled at his enthusiasm.
“Come here, little omega,” Cam said, pushing his empty bowl away from him. I hesitated. Had I done enough to take care of them?
Cam held his hand out to me and I couldn’t resist taking it. He tugged me onto his lap and caressed my face.
“You’ve done such a good job caring for us, omega. You did perfectly.”
My lip trembled. This was what I needed to hear.
“I can’t believe how lucky we are to have the perfect omega,” Theo added, scooting his chair closer and placing a firm hand on my thigh.
