Page 46 of Enticing Little Omega

"What if she takes me away from you?"

"She won't," he said, his voice filled with so much calm certainty that it slipped beneath all my worries and warmed me from the inside out.

"We won't let her," Anton told me, as he crouched down in front of the booth, his big looming presence helping to soothe some of the angst building up inside me. "You have us, little bit. We'll protect you no matter what. You'reourOmega now. And no one, not even my mom, can take what's ours."

My breath hitched.

Both my Daddies pressed soft kisses to my forehead, then to the tip of my nose.

"Will you let us fix this for you?" William asked carefully.

My knees bent without thinking, and I slid from the booth to the floor, kneeling in front of him. My hands curled into his shirt, my forehead resting against his chest. Anton wrapped himself around my back, and with the two of them surrounding me Ifeltit.

Safe.

Their arms wrapped around me. "There's our brave girl," William cooed at me.

I sobbed once, then breathed in deep. Their scents were grounding. Exactly what I needed at that moment.

"I trust you," I told them, my voice muffled against William's chest.

They held me tighter.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, all tangled up on the floor of Jo's diner, but eventually, I felt my body settle. The tremors stopped and my lungs remembered how to take a normal breath.

I tilted my head up, my cheek still pressed to William's chest. "What happens next, Daddy?"

William smoothed his hand down my back. "Nothing changes," he said. "We go home. To our pack house. You come with us, and we do the work to get you free and clear of Tracy legally."

My stomach twisted at the word home. I wasn't even sure what that meant anymore. Nothing hastrulyfelt like home since my mom passed away.

But I was excited to find out if this new house could be it.

Still... my heart tugged in another direction, and I turned to look at Honey and Jo.

"I have to go," I told them, softly, not even sure if my words would carry to them.

Honey's eyes shimmered, but she didn't cry. She just gave me one of those brilliant smiles that somehow made everything okay, even when it wasn't. "Come on, we knew this might happen."

Jo nodded beside her, arms crossed over his chest like he might keep himself from storming forward to grab me. "You're still part of the family, Christa. That doesn't stop because you're moving."

"I love you, too, old man," I whispered, and it hit me then... maybe I had had a home here after all.

It made saying goodbye that much harder, yet leaving with the pack so much easier because I felt just a bit more hope that things with them would work out.

"I'm going to miss you both," I said. "So very much."

Honey stepped forward and pulled me in for a hug. "You have to actually leave first for us to start missing you back," she teased me.

We both laughed as we pulled out of the hug and I wiped at my tears, trying to pretend that they hadn't been running down my cheeks unchecked since I realised I'd have to say my farewells.

Drew reached for my hand, his thumb rubbing soft circles against my knuckles. "Let's go, pretty girl."

And this time, when I left the diner, it didn't so much feel like running away, but more like running to something.

And when Anton huffed an annoyed breath and picked me up, cradling me against his chest, I realised I'd probably not be doing much running at all... seeing as I was more than likely going to be carried everywhere I needed to be.

Chapter 21

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