Page 118 of His Surrogate Omega

“Knock, knock,” Avery said at the door Rohan had directed him to.

“Avery?” Gray asked from behind.

He entered and showed his uncle the bags. “I got your message and brought your things.” He lowered them at the foot of the bed and looked around the huge bedroom. “So bedrest? For how long?”

“Until the babies come.”

“Babies?”

“Apparently there are two. A smaller omega twin was being hidden by his larger alpha brother.”

“My gods,” Avery said. He sighed. “How in the hell are we going to manage for two months?”

“Well, like I said in the message, Jamie and Rohan want me to stay here—”

“And take care of the boys, I heard.”

“Where are the boys? Are they getting settled?”

“I didn’t bring them,” Avery replied.

“How in the world are you going to work, go to school, and raise two boys on your own? They’ve offered to let Auggie and Lake stay here, so it doesn’t impact your studies.”

Avery sat straighter. “Does Rohan know?”

“Know what?”

“About me? I feel quite sure Jamie probably does.”

Gray smiled wanly. “Yes. Jamie knows, and he won’t say a word. Rohan does not. Nor will he.”

“I wish you hadn’t told Jamie.”

“It slipped… an accident. And he’d just about guessed. But trust me… Jamie and I are very close.Very.He’s almost like a brother.”

Avery’s head whipped up, the comment striking him. “You know… I learned something interesting in my history class a couple of months back. It rang a bell for me then, and I couldn’t understand why… now maybe I do.”

“What was it?”

“Did you know that an alpha can have more than one mate?”

Gray looked at his nephew and shook his head. “No… there is one fated pair. One alpha to one omega.”

“The government created the idea of the fated mate when omega numbers began to decline. During the Resurgence, and before actually, alphas had as many as a dozen omegas who were mated to them.”

“A dozen? There’s no way one alpha could handle a dozen omegas and their needs.”

“I’ve read up on the subject. It was real. Alphas can have more than one mate… while omegas only have one, they have this other kind of bond that’s similar. It’s not sexual… but it was called ‘the brotherhood’ by one author. Omegas mated to the same alpha would claim they felt this brotherly bond of love, and sometimes it actually did go farther.”

Gray eyed his nephew. “I’ve never heard anything like this before in my entire life.”

“Of course not. Because they don’t want us to know there are options out there.”

“The birthrates are too low… if alphas could claim more than one mate, why wouldn’t they want them to? More babies is a good thing for our society.”

“A theory I read said this. The omega numbers declined… and there were large numbers of alphas without an omega. Fighting and chaos erupted. That’s when the harems were outlawed and the one-to-one ratio was made law. One scientist claims our chemistry changed some after that… that we somehow acclimated to this new world order after a few generations.” Avery tilted his head and looked at Gray. “Maybe you’re a throwback to that older system… a quirk to the new chemistry.”

“A quirk. Sounds about right. Everything in my life has been strange.”

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