Page 133 of Wild Omega

His comment startles a laugh out of me. “Rose did? Shit, I need to hear this story.”

Colt grins and gets out of the car. “Come on, then. She’s so excited she’s been texting every five minutes to see how close we were. We have quite the family to introduce.”

I throw open the car door. This is turning into a real adventure and I can’t help feeling one step closer to where I need to be.

Chapter fifty-five

Red

The front door flies open and the tall, sweet omega I spent years with at the House of Bitches barrels out, followed by a lean, shirtless alpha with shoulder-length hair and tattoos over his knuckles and up his arms.

“You’re here! Am I dreaming?” Rose grabs me around the waist, lifting me off my toes.

“Down, girl, down!” I laugh, hugging her back.

She’s filled out since the last time I saw her, curves spilling into my embrace, with healthy red spots flushing her high cheeks. She looks so normal in jeans, sneakers, and a tank top. Tears burn in my eyes as I hug her tight.

I slap her on the back, distracting us both. “Look at you,” I whistle, holding her at arm’s length. “You look half your age.”

“Shut up, you.” She pushes me playfully.

The second man steps closer and wraps and arm around her waist. “And ever so beautiful.” He’s definitely her alpha because he can’t take his eyes off her, plus he watches me and everything in the street with suspicion.

Rose giggles and offers him a lingering kiss.

Damn, she’s ridiculously happy.

I swat the air. “Gross, that’s enough of that. I want to hear everything except for the sex stuff.”

Rose chokes on a laugh.

Colt chuckles too and moves to stand protectively behind them both. “This is Luka. Please don’t touch him.”

“Sure. Hello.”

The alpha with long hair smiles shyly before lowering his gaze, and it strikes me something out of the ordinary is happening there. But who am I to say what’s normal?

I nod slowly, and Rose jumps forward and grabs my hand again. “Come on, let’s go inside. I’ll show you my kingdom.”

Warmth spreads through my heart as she leads me inside. I’m so grateful she’s found her happy place. Maybe it really is possible for the likes of us damaged omegas to have a peaceful future.

Luka, her second alpha, makes us cups of tea while Rose drags me around her tiny house, made all the smaller because two rooms are taken up with hulking alphas behind bars wearing nothing but tiny shorts.

One, a golden-skinned man with dark hair and intelligent eyes, watches me from behind his bars. The handsome fellow exudes a dangerous intensity that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

Rose beams. “This is Zane. He’s learning how to eat from a spoon and take baths without fighting us.”

Rose steps across the clearly marked line on the floor and I gasp and grab at her elbow.

She chuckles. “It’s okay. I can cross when Colt or Luka are in the room.”

I watch, stunned, as she offers her face to the vicious-looking man. “Kisses?” His tongue pops out to swipe across her lips like a tentative puppy.

Rose’s smile fades as she tips her head toward the second cage around the corner. “And my other alpha is Scar. He’s not a people person like Zane is.”

One whiff of the vibrating alpha lurking in the shadows back there has me convinced he’s more of a ghoul than a man. Everything about him is dark, telling me he’s been through hell like I have. Maybe this is what I would’ve ended up like, if I didn’t learn how to act. A shell.

I pop my fists on my hips. “Okay, I need details to understand this.” I slide into a chair at the table, which looks well-polished. Like, the wood absolutely gleams. “Start at the beginning and don’t leave anything out.”

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