Page 75 of Shades of Scars

“Well, I have a hunch the babe’s mine.” Caito sounds smug as hell when he says that, and I elbow him in the shoulder. Of course, he doesn’t budge. If anything, his smile only grows wider.

“You’ll all be daddy.”

“No. I’ll be pops.” Apollo winks, and I roll my eyes, but I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face.

“I like the sound of daddy.” Lark comments, going all dreamy-eyed. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside to hear them talk about their favored dad titles.

“Wren, of course, will bebig daddy alpha.” Caito remarks, and the pack lead scowls at him, arms still crossed over his chest.Fucking shit, he looks so damn hot like that.

“That would be quite the mouthful for a baby.” I point out, and Wren gives me an approving look. I preen, because my inner omega is a greedy bitch for her alpha’s approval.

“It doesn’t matter,” the pack lead rumbles while still staring at me like his entire universe starts and ends with me. “There will be plenty of time to figure out the dad hierarchy as I plan on keeping our omega pregnant many times after this one.” I don’t know why, but a bolt of excitement shoots up my spine at his declaration

Because I feel like it wouldn’t be normal for me to voice just how much I liked hearing him say that, I grumble, “Until any of you are able to push out a watermelon sized human being from your nether regions, we’ll just stick with one.”

Apollo laughs, the sound rich and loud. It echoes around the waiting room, drawing every other eye that hadn’t already been on us right to us. My nostrils flare. “What do you find so funny,alpha?” My tone is so dangerously low that it snaps all four alpha’s spines straight.

The alpha in question at least has the decency to look slightly mortified. “I was just…” he trails off, studying me for a moment. “Nothing was funny, love. I’m just in utter awe of you. Our perfect omega carrying our perfect child.”

Dammit, his words have the desired effect, because I deflate like a balloon, easing my body back against Caito to getcomfortable while we wait. “As you should be.” I declare, patting my flat abdomen while I finish off the last sip of my slushie. Lark takes the empty cup from me and tosses it into a nearby trash can like the angel he is.

I’m totally going to reward him for it later.

Maybe I can convince him and Caito to smash me between them like their favorite style of deli meat…

I’m so lost in my sudden daydream, that I must miss my name being called by a nurse that just stepped out into the waiting room, a clipboard in her hand, because Caito lifts us suddenly. “Let me walk.” I murmur to him, brushing my nose against the mark I’d left on him along the underside of his jaw.

He hesitates, but only for a moment, before he sets me gently on my feet, though he keeps an arm looped around my waist—much to Wren’s annoyance. The pack lead is clearly having withdrawal issues from omega touch, because he snags my hand to twine our fingers together as we approach the waiting nurse.

I decide she gets to keep her eyes when she keeps them focused solely on me. She smiles, flashing pearly white teeth, and makes the skin crinkle at the corners of her eyes. Warm honey buttered biscuits surround us as we get close, and I barely manage to hide my shock.

She’s an omega.

“You must be Scarlett Reighn. I’m Delphine, and I’m a nurse for Dr. Reagan.” She doesn’t offer a hand or anything, so I give her an awkward as hell wave. Her scent had already told me everything I needed to know.

She’s not only an omega. She’s an unbonded one.

I have so many questions, starting with how the hell she’s managed to work in a field like this at all considering she’s an omega. Also, how she isn’t bonded yet.

But then I remember where we are. Black Tide Valley is full of abnormalities. My roommate, Kate, is literally just likeDelphine. An unbonded omega that could be harboring a hoard of secrets.

I have no right to pry into her life, just as I wouldn’t want her to do to me.

I keep my mouth pressed into a firm line as I nod my head at her. I’m not sure if she thinks I’m coming off as abrasive or anything. Her smile doesn’t falter while we stare at one another.

Eventually, she shifts until her body is sideways and she gestures to a wide hallway beyond that had been at her back. “If you’ll follow me. We are going to stop at the scale first so I can get your weight.”

I feel grounded by the two hulking alphas on either side of me and the two at my back as we follow after her. She passes two open door rooms before she turns into the third on the right, where she stops us at a large, medical grade scale set against the wall just inside the doorway.

“Please, step up on the platform and hold still for me while I take the measurement.” She says in an even, professional tone.

I do as I am told, my mind wandering off as I think of just how easy this has been so far.

If only I hadn’t been so lax.

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