Page 12 of Knot My Omega

“What in the hell are we going to say to her?” Roan said. “We can’t just say, hey, you are our mate. Come live with us.”

I laughed. “We have to court her.”

Harlan put his bags in the back of the truck. “No. We have to ask her permission to court her. Everything is in her court. Get it?”

We did, but he wasn’t making us laugh.

“By the way, I got the shop’s business card. That’s the DarkShadow Pack. I met them a while ago but I had no idea theysold things here. That’s their omega, the other female, and their pup.”

“What if she says no?” I kicked my toe into the dirt and shrugged. “We are from another bastard pack. Omegas don’t want to belong to a bastard pack. Our reputation precedes us. Hell, I’m surprised we even sold anything today with the rumor mill in full swing.”

Roan turned around to look at Lily. “Darkshadow is a bastard pack too. She’s there with them. Maybe things are changing.”

“Things don’t change that much. But we have to talk to her. I’ve waited most of my life for this female. I’m not letting her go so easily.”

“You’re already planning on getting rejected?” I asked. “We can’t do that. If we have even a whisper of a belief in Fate, then we have to believe Lily will listen to us.”

“She is my omega,” Harlan said with new resolve. “Did you two notice she’s on blockers?”

“Yes.” Her scent was faint, but it was there all the same and nearly knocked me to the ground. I couldn’t imagine how we all would be impacted if she weren’t on blockers. “Probably on heat suppressants as well.”

Harlan hung his head. “This is wild. One minute, I’m selling things and thinking about getting home and making more and the next…” He looked up at Lily who hadn’t looked at us once, I’d noticed. “She’s my world.”

“Sappy motherfucker,” Roan grumbled, trying to break the tension.

“Oh, just you wait.” Harlan shoved the bear a bit. “We’re all going to be sappy, melty, gooey puddles in the end. I’m ready for it.”

“Let’s pick up everything and keep busy until then.”

We folded the tables and put the cloths away. Harlan really did need some signage, and we would order that this week.

I hated to say it, even in my head, but I was exhausted. Once we talked to Lily, I hoped the guys wanted to go straight home. I hadn’t slept since the day before and it was starting to affect my energy.

When we shut the truck and turned back to the booth, Lily and her other pack had nothing left to sell. She had the baby back on her hip, and I couldn’t help but imagine how she would look with our young there one day.

Or maybe she didn’t want to have any children.

It would all be up to her, of course.

Chapter Nine

Lily

There were only two loaves of rosemary garlic sourdough left and one jar of peach jam. The flow of customers at the farmer’s market had died down, and most of the vendors had either packed up and left or were in the process.

Including the males who said they wanted to talk to me once everything was over.

I still didn’t know what they wanted to speak about.

Okay, I had an inkling but refused to believe it.

There was no way. They were all handsome and smelled like the best desserts in the world, but that didn’t mean they were my alphas.

I didn’t even know if I wanted alphas.

I’d just gotten my freedom, and I’d be damned if I gave it up for anyone.

Then again, they didn’t seem mean. Not like the alpha who once ruled over me and nothing like those assholes who rejected Rumor for her twin.

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