Page 143 of His Surrogate Omega

Rohan looked down at the envelope. Before he could say a word, the man was gone. He closed the door and stumbled to the nearest chair before he ripped open the envelope.

Custody papers?

Gray Tomlinson… full custody…?

A growl rose up his throat, and he crumbled the papers in his fist. Tossing it away, he let out a roar. After he collapsed back in the seat, he reached for the phone. He called for a car, knowing he was still a little drunk from the night before. As soon as he got off the phone, he jumped into a shower and tried to wake himself up a little.

Once dressed, he went to his safe in his office. He opened it up and took out a few stacks of cash, pocketing them. He turned toward the knock at the door and closed his safe. Rohan snatched the crumpled papers from the floor before he reached the front.

Exiting, he eyed the driver. “I need to go to the Omega Quadrant.”

“Sir,” the beta said, his eyes growing wide. “You’re an alpha. Ican’ttake you there.”

“Just drive me to the gate. I’ll handle the rest.”

An hour and a few thousandrenoslater, he’d bribed his way through the gate with half the cash in his pocket—with the promise of the other half on his way out. Not long after, the car came to rest before a small, handsome cottage not far away. He looked at the house. It was comfortable and serene, kind of like Gray.

Of course this is where he lives.

“I need you to knock on the door for me,” he said to the driver. “I need Gray Tomlinson to come to the car.”

The driver smiled. “I know Gray.” The beta turned to Rohan. “He should be getting ready to pop right about now, huh?”

“I assume you’ve driven for us before then?”

The driver smiled. “Oh yes. I’ve taken Gray and Jamie to a few appointments.”

Rohan eyed the back of the man’s head. “Gray’s had the babies.” He drew in a shuddering breath. “And Jamie… died.”

That statement had tasted like vinegar. He cringed having said it.

The driver’s head whipped around, a look of grief on the man’s face. “I’m so,sovery sorry. I didn’t know. He was a kind man. I liked driving for him… for them both, really. They were such good friends. Always laughing and smiling.” The driver looked forlornly toward the house. “I suppose that means I won’t be driving for Gray anymore, either.”

Rohan’s jaw tensed. He was in no mood to be nice. He wanted Gray in the car now, not an hour from now. “No. I suppose not. Maybe you could say goodbye… once you go talk to him like I asked.”

The driver’s head whipped around again. “Of course. I’m sorry.” The beta jumped out of the car and walked up the path through the well-tended lawn. Rohan watched impatiently from the car as the driver knocked on the door.

It opened, and he saw Gray in the doorway.

His heart beat a little faster in his chest at that first sight, and he needed to remind himself he was angry.Custody… he thinks to take the children from me.

Gray looked his way, but couldn’t see him through the darkened glass of the car.

Claim him.

Make him yours.

Rohan clenched his jaw. The instinct should’ve lessened now that Gray had had the babies. If anything, it felt stronger. His whole body came alive as Gray made his way to the car, following the driver. His cock began to thicken, the need to reclaim his omega pounding in his veins.

Just after Rohan hit the button to raise the partition between the front and back of the car, the beta opened the back door and Gray climbed in. Rohan did everything in his power to hold back the urge to take what was his—but then Gray’s scent filled his nose, and he lost his mind. Rohan grabbed Gray’s wrist and pulled the omega onto his lap.

Right on top of his hard cock, pulsing with need.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” Rohan asked him.

Gray’s hands rested on his shoulders and pushed away. “I’m not the onemanhandlingme in the back of a car.”

Fire raced through his body. The animal part of him craved Gray’s submission. He held tight to his control… but he was slipping fast. “Custody?”

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