Page 156 of His Surrogate Omega

“See. Rohan doesn’t mind,” Lake said, smiling at Avery.

“We’ll talk about it,” Avery said, shoving Lake and Auggie out of the office.

Rohan walked over and collected the basket with the babies and their bag. Wilder stepped closer to Gray.

“Your nephew’s in college,” Wilder asked.

“Yes,” Gray answered.

“He’s a beta?”

Gray tensed, hating to lie. “Yes.”

Wilder frowned.

“Why?”

Wilder shook his head. “I got this weird…vibe. At the funeral and now here, too. It’s only when he’s around.”

“A vibe?” Gray asked.

“Almost like…” Wilder frowned even more. “If he’s a beta…” Wilder shook his head. “Never mind. I’m apparently imagining things.”

Gray sucked in a breath. Was Wilder sensing Avery was an omega…? If so, he needed to let his nephew know to be more careful.

“Imagining things?”

Wilder smiled before he shoved a hand through his head. “I work too much. And now, after losing my brother…” He smiled again, a little sadness seeping into it. “I just need to get some rest and refocus.”

Rohan offered Gray an arm, which he took, and the three of them headed for the door.

“I wish you luck,” Gray murmured. “You’ve been more than kind to me. I hope you find some peace.”

Wilder smiled down at him. “Maybe now that this is all settled and I’ve completed my promise to Jamie—maybe now I can find some peace.”

Gray smiled up at him. “I hope you can.”

“Peace? With a fight with your parents coming, I hate to say I doubt you’ll find much peace.”

Wilder sighed. “You’re likely right.”

Gray smiled up at him. “Well, let’s forget about fights for one night. Tonight’s acelebration.”

* * * *

One more hurdle…

After dinner and the twins were down in their crib, Rohan joined Gray in their bedroom. For tonight, they were alone. Avery had taken his brothers home, and Rohan had sent the staff away. For his first night with his mate, he only wanted Gray and their children under the roof.

The bedroom they’d share was not the same one he’d shared with Jamie, but the one Gray had spent time in before. He approached Gray from behind and spread his hands on his omega’s shoulders.

Gray immediately stiffened, and Rohan got flashes of the past—of being pushed away. He released his hold and stepped back.

His omega spun to face him. “Sorry… don’t stop.”

Gray turned again, waiting. Rohan released a breath and took a step, closing the gap. He lifted his hands to Gray’s shoulders and massaged them again.

But Gray tensed again.

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