Page 50 of Their Alpha

“Yeah,” Fletcher said, frowning slightly as we pulled bags out of the back and walked them up onto the front porch.

I waited for him to say more, and when he didn’t, I asked, “Are you sure?”

Fletcher glanced up at me, like he was coming out of a trance, as we headed back to get another load from the car while Gideon took the bags from the porch into the house. Then he smiled.

“It’s nothing bad, I swear,” he said. “I just ran into anold omega, must have been eighty if he was a day, at the travel center. He gave me a lot to think about.”

We hauled a few more bags of groceries from deeper in the SUV and carried them to the porch.

“Care to share?” I asked with a smirk as we continued on to the house.

Fletcher huffed a laugh. “Did you know marriages between three people are actually legal?” he asked.

I nearly tripped up the stairs. “No, I did not,” I said, my body suddenly thrumming with possibilities.

There was no question in my mind. If I could marry both Fletcher and Gideon and if they were allowed legally to add a third to the marriage they already had on the books, then I would drop to one knee for both of them and offer them my eternal love and loyalty.

Fletcher clearly sensed my feelings on the matter, but I didn’t get the bolt of joy from him in return, like I would have expected.

“The law only allows it if you can prove all three people in the marriage are bonded,” he said as we headed back to the SUV for another load.

My high hopes faltered. “Are three-way bonds possible?” I asked, hoping Fletcher would say yes and lay out a game plan for how we could bond with Gideon.

I got another wave of wry bitterness from him instead. “Randy, the omega I talked to, is bonded to two alphas. So yes, apparently it’s possible.”

I fought to hang onto that hope. “If they can do it, we can, too.”

Fletcher shook his head as we took the fuel containers out of the SUV. Instead of carrying them to the porch, we took them around to the side of the house where the generator sat.

“Two alphas bonding with the same omega isn’t the same as two omegas bonding with the same alpha,” Fletcher said.

“Are there other cases of two omegas bonding with the same alpha?” I asked, hope still beating in my heart.

“I don’t know,” Fletcher said as we set the fuel containers down beside the generator.

The generator looked to be in good condition. With a little effort, we were able to dust it off a little, add fuel, and then fire it up in a relatively short time. Blessedly, it went to work right away. So that was one thing that was working in our favor.

“Hey! The fridge has just turned on!” Gideon called through the open window to the kitchen a few feet down the house from us. “Good job, guys!”

I grinned, my heart fluttering and my spirits lifting. If my omega was happy, I was happy.

That thought had me looking at Fletcher again. Gideon made him so happy, too. If any threesome could figure out how all three of us could bond, it had to be us. We almost had everything in place, I was sure. Fletcher and I were bonded, Fletcher and Gideon were deeply in love and had been married for years, and if I had to bet on it, I would say that Gideon was carrying my child as we spoke.

My thoughts shifted in a different direction as we headed back to the SUV to get the last of our purchases.

“What about the two alphas in Randy’s marriage?” I asked Fletcher as we cleared out the back of the car. “Were they bonded to each other through the marriage?”

Only alphas and omegas bonded. It was a fact of nature as sure and certain as gravity. Alphas didn’t bond with each other, and as Fletcher and Gideon definitely already knew, all the love in the world couldn’t make two omegasbond.

The forlorn feeling that came from Fletcher as we headed up to the house told me he’d considered that, too. “I don’t know,” he said. “I didn’t think to ask. I wish I had.”

“It’s okay,” I said, resting a hand on Fletcher’s back for a second once we were in the house.

“Thank you two for getting the fridge working so quickly,” Gideon greeted us with an effusion of emotion once we took the last couple bags into the kitchen. “It’ll take a while to really get cold, but I’ve already put the meat and milk and things in there. It’s a tight fit, but we bought a lot of stuff.”

“Do we have room for it all?” Fletcher asked, crossing to check on the pantry, where Gideon had already done an amazing job of arranging things.

We had just enough room. That could be said about a lot of things with the house. There was just enough room to store all our supplies and to keep the three of us cozy and comfortable. We spent the next couple hours arranging things the way we wanted them and giving the place the deep clean it desperately needed.

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