Everything happened so fast, my head is still spinning as I try to process what just happened.
I don’t regret it. Every second with him was perfect.
But now as I sit behind my desk, the smell of his slick lingering in the air, the reality of what just happened is settling in.
I told Jude about Briar. That I was seeing someone who was very important to me.
Briar and I have only been seeing one another for around a month now, and have gone on a few dates. I don’t know where this is headed, but it’s everything I’ve been wanting.
I finally have the girl I’ve been pining after for years.
Just because Briar and I are taking things slow, it doesn’t mean that I want to just give up on the idea of making her mine.
What would Jude think about that? Or his alpha?
Would they be open to adding another omega to the mix, or would they prefer it just be the three of us?
The idea of letting Briar go leaves an ache in my chest.
We have a connection, a pull and I’ve wondered more than once if she wasn’t on suppressants and alpha blockers. Could it be hiding both her scent and preventing herself from smelling any alphas?
Maybe we’re not, maybe we just have this natural need for one another.
Either way, scent matches or not, I want Briar and I’m hoping more than anything that seeing her isn’t a deal breaker.
Letting out a heavy sigh, I run a hand through my hair, grabbing at the roots.
“What have you gotten yourself into, Atlas?” I mutter to myself.
I’ve gone from no omegas, to possibly having two.
The thought both thrills and terrifies me.
But I’m not getting any younger. I want a pack, omegas to spoil, and now a fellow alpha to have as a friend, possibly even more?
It’s my dream to be in a pack where we’re all together. There’s never too much love to go around.
I know I have a lot to give, and I want to give that to Briar, to Jude and his alpha. If they allow it.
I’m just about to fix myself up, clean off my desk and get back to work when my office door opens.
My eyes widen, lips parting in shock as Briar steps into the room.
I watch as her nostrils flare, no doubt picking up the scent of sex in the air.
My heart starts to race, panic settling in.
“So.” She licks her lips, this look of nerves I don’t see from her often flashing on her face. “You have a scent matched omega, huh?”
Guess we’re having this conversation now. Let’s hope I haven’t just fucked this all up and lost Briar before I’ve really gotten to make her mine.
BRIAR
I swapped shifts with one of the girls at the club, taking an earlier one. I’ve been doing that a lot lately since I started seeing Atlas.
It’s not often we have the same days off, but when we do, we hang out. It’s been nice. He’s so funny and sweet.
We’ve just clicked. What we have feels right.
