Page 50 of Her Knotty Alphas

"It's perfect!" she gushes, turning her head this way and that to catch the different angles. "New look for a new me! I'm visiting the OMS for the first time tomorrow," she adds, her face lighting up with excitement.

"Good for you!" For the first time in years regarding anything to do with the OMS, there's nothing but sincerity in my voice. "Nothing like a good haircut to give you confidence."

After I whip the cape off her shoulders, she pays at the front, and I start to get ready to leave for the day. Hiking my bag over my shoulder, I catch another look at my hair in the mirror, and Hailey's words echo in my mind.

"New hair for a new me."

A me who stops running from her scent matches. A me who doesn't let her past define her future.

My eyes catch on Lilah's in the mirror, who had just put her own bag over her shoulder. The look on her face tells me she knows exactly what I'm thinking. I arch a brow at her. "You got anywhere to be?"

She shoots me a feral grin. "Not anymore, bitch. Come take a seat."

Four o'clock hits as I'm unlocking the door to my apartment. Cutting my hair…it's crazy, but I really do feel like a new person. Lilah ran some of my root color down into my pink to make the transition look even more natural, and by the time I left I had a chic, shoulder-length wavy bob with a brown to pink ombre effect.

I lookhot.

A frown tugs at my lips as I enter the apartment, though. The fact that I'm not immediately wrapped in leather and tobacco,coconut and sandalwood, cinnamon and clove, and lemony-mint black iced tea makes my omega stand on edge.

Tossing my bag on the couch, I make my way to the nest and grab one of the guy's blankets. The scent is almost all the way gone. After not being around them all day, I can already feel the headache starting to set in.

My stomach twists as I send a text to Enzo.

Me

Hey, the stuff I grabbed from you guys doesn't smell like you guys anymore. Can we do a trade off?

Enzo

Of course. I'm more than happy to bring them to you, but would you want to come have dinner with us? That way we get the joy of your company, and you get to pick out the items yourself ??

Biting my lip, I think about his offer. I would really love to be in a place with all of their scents, but I'm not exactly ready to sit down at a dinner table with Charlie. As if sensing my hesitancy, another text from Enzo pops in.

Enzo

Charlie has a game tonight, so he will be out until late

Right. A game. For a basketball team that, if my brother is to be believed, he traded to with the purpose of getting close to me.

Okay, Hannah, you can do this. New me, remember? That means not bitching out at the first instance your sexy, older alpha invites you over for dinner.

Me

Okay, let me get a shower to wash off this de-scenter and I'll head over

Enzo

I'll see you soon

Smiling, I start to undress, and right before I go into my bathroom, my phone lights up with a text from Noah.

Noah

Princess, do you happen to know why Enzo just threw his phone on the couch, ran his hands over his face and muttered something about rubbing one out in the shower so he doesn't embarrass himself in front of the omega?

A giggle of disbelief escapes me as I stare at my phone. Is it possible the mere mention of me getting a shower was enough to get him hot and bothered?

Feeling daring, I type out my response.

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