Page 140 of Deadly Sweet

Okay, that wasn’t entirely true for Jake. He’d already found his Omega, but lost her. From the moment I met him, he always held out hope of finding Savannah. He never once gave up on her. Never finding her or accepting that she was gone was not an option for him.

There were times I felt like an asshole because I honestly didn’t think there was any hope of finding her.

With all the time that passed and the amount of money and resources that went into searching for her with no resulting leads had me convinced that she was gone forever.

I’m so glad I was wrong about that.

Still, this felt like a safe bet for a pack. A group of good guys who just wanted the company of friendship. People to rely on while still being able to live the lives we wanted.

In the blink of an eye, all of that changed.

Now I find myself falling in love with a crazy little spitfire of an Omega.

My pack is head over heels for her, and so is my daughter.

“Hey there, big guy.” Savannah’s voice jolts me, bringing me back from the turmoil of my own mind.

My gaze finds hers, and I smile. “Hey, Little Monster.” I chuckle, pushing off the door frame. “How are my girls?”

A smile lights up her face. “Good.” She looks down at Athena and kisses her forehead. Athena sucks on her chubby little hand, babbling away as she looks up at Savannah like she’s her hero.

I’m not sure why any of us were worried about how Savannah would be with the baby. She’s amazing with her.

“She woke up from her nap, and I wanted some baby snuggles.”

“I was just about to come check on her. But I can see she’s in good hands.”

“The best.” Savannah winks, and I chuckle. “Come, sit. Talk.”

“Okay.” I move over to take a seat on the footstool of the rocking chair, unease swirling around in my stomach. When someone asks to talk, it’s almost never good. “What do you wanna talk about?”

“You.” She cocks her head to the side and my panic rises. “I don’t know much about you. I’d like to change that.”

Surprise washes over me. “You do?” I wasn’t expecting her to say that, but I like the fact that she wants to know more about me. That means she’s interested in me.

I’m in my fifties, and the last serious relationship I had was back in college. I’m rusty and apparently insecure.

“Duh.” She raises a brow. “Why wouldn’t I want to get to know my Beta?”

Her Beta?Fuck. She’s said that before, shown a possessiveness over me too, but that was before she started bonding with the pack. I thought maybe eventually she wouldn't see a need for me.

I’m overthinking, and I need to give her more credit, to have more faith in her.

“I know I’ve been preoccupied with the back-to-back bonding, and while I don’t regret it one bit, I am sorry it’s taken up so much of my time. Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you or Walker. Now that I’m over the post-bonding fuck fest haze with Caleb, I’m back to normal.” She snorts, lips twitching at the side. “Okay, that’s a lie; I’m never normal, but you know what I mean.” She grins.

God, I really am falling hard for this Omega.

“It’s okay. I understand how it all works. Don’t be sorry,” I insist.

She narrows her eyes. “Don’t tell me how to feel,” she growls, and fuck my cock twitches.

Cocking a brow, I turn fully to face her. “I’m not telling you how to feel,” I say, leaning my forearms on my thighs.

“Then don’t tell me not to be sorry. I am sorry. I don’t want you to think for a moment that I want you any less than the others. You are just as important. And it’s not only you I’ve neglected, it’s Walker too. I’ve seen him grow restless, and I feel bad. I’m allowed to feel bad.”

“You’re right. You are allowed. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have anything to be sorry over.”

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