Page 97 of Her Knotty Alphas

"You think she doesn't know that, asswipe?" Noah snaps, on edge.

"I'm sorry, of course she does." He sighs, taking a step forward. "Look…Hannah—"

"Mr. Benson," Enzo says a littletoocalmly. "I really want to be civilized here, but we are an unbonded pack with an omega going into heat. Please understand that I mean it with every fiber of my being when I tell you that if you come one step closer I will rip yourfuckingthroat out."

My omega could not be hotter for Enzo right now. Like, I have to stop myself from crawling up his body and mounting him right in front of this court house.

Shit. Guess I really am in heat.

As if to say,yeah, you think?, another cramp takes my ovaries in its brutal fist and I whine again.

Poor Brody can't help it, it's just his alpha reacting to an omega in distress, but the second his foot lifts, a chorus of growls leave my alphas and he pales, scrambling backwards as he shakes his head. "I'm so sorry. Okay. Listen, Hannah. You still have rights. The judge will legally treat your heat as an urgent medical issue—which itis—and they can't treat it as if you just decided to not show up. Please, go home, I'll take care of it. They'll want to verify it with your physician though, so can you send me her information—"

My alphas are already herding me towards Enzo's SUV like I'm a sheep and they're all border collies. "I'll send it over—ah!" I double over, and Enzo scoops me up, carrying me back to the car.

"I've got you,reinita," Enzo murmurs, pressing a kiss to my hair. They get me and themselves buckled into the car with the efficiency of a well-oiled SWAT team, and in an instant we're peeling out of the parking lot.

"We need to talk about bonds, before you get lost to the haze." Enzo says quickly. "I'm sure I speak for everyone when I say we all hope to bond you this heat. If you're not ready though, we will take it at your pace."

Emotion swells in me, another sign that this really is my true heat, and tears well in my eyes. Gods, mood swingssuck.

"You do?" I ask, sounding pitiful. "You all want to bond me?"

"More than anything," Noah says, pressing a kiss to my hair. "We all love you, so much."

My eyes search out Enzo's, as he's the only one I haven't exchanged those words with. He keeps his eyes on the road though. Maybe he just wants the first time to be special, and not when we're racing home while I'm going into heat? I mean,he'sthe one who said he wanted to bond me to begin with.

Before I can answer, another cramp hits me.

"It hurts," I whine, clutching my stomach as I lean into Noah.

"I know it does, baby. We'll take care of you." He leans over and brushes his cheek against mine, scent marking me. Something in me settles, and I lean to the opposite side where Charlie is sitting, and he understands immediately, rubbing his cheek along my other side.

Noah's words do something to me. How many heats have I spent, checked into heat clinics with alphas who don't really care about me, just about getting their dicks wet? I don't want to do the math, but four times a year times ten ish years…around forty. And for the first time ever, I'm going to be surrounded by alphas who love me while I'm in my delirious, multiple-day sex fest.

For the first time, I won't come out of a heat tired and unsatisfied.

"Birth control?" Charlie asks suddenly.

"Implant," Noah answers without missing a beat. "Good for two more years." I can't even laugh at the incredulous looks my other alphas give him. Of course Noah got all up in my medical records when he found me.

The rest of the ride home is a blur, the cramps bad enough to make my insides shudder, but not quite so bad that I need a knot. Charlie carries me upstairs to the nest, and I'm clambering out of his arms the second we cross the threshold.

"Alright everyone." Enzo's authoritative voice speaks out behind me as I shed my clothes and rearrange the blankets and pillows in my nest. It's my first heat with my alphas and everything needs to beperfect.My omega is seemingly convinced that our alphas biting us is hinged on whether or not we can impress them with our nest. "Go to your rooms and raid your hampers, your bedding, anything soaked in your scent. I'll wait here until you get back so she's not alone, and then I'll get mine."

Austin, Noah and Charlie hurry out of the room, and my omega takes immediate notice, sending a whine out. Why are they leaving? Don't they want us?

"Shhh, calm, omega." A hand stroking my cheek has me looking up at the deep brown eyes of my more experienced alpha. "They'll be right back. They're just getting materials for your nest."

My nose scrunches, looking around my weave of blankets and pillows. He's right. I do need more materials. Better materials. And there's not enough scent.

"We'll fix it, omega. I promise," Enzo soothes, running a hand over my hair as I close my eyes.

At that moment, Austin bursts into the room, his arms full of clothes.

"Put it on the floor," Enzo directs like he's the omega whisperer. "She'll pick through it and decide what she wants."

Austin follows his directions, and while I'm picking through the items, testing the feel of each item on my cheek, Charlie and Noah come in with their piles and do the same thing. I'm not sure how much time has passed by the time I'm done sorting through everything and have built my nest to perfection, I'm sweating like crazy and starting to ache for a knot.