Page 7 of Our Haunted Omegas
“Ambry,” I said the name aloud and mate twisted to look at me.
“Teal told him,” Cobalt filled in the blank. “We have a triplet link. You should know that and that if you need anything and forwhatever reason Indi isn’t around Teal and me will take care of it. We’re sort of a package deal.”
Usually, I’d have accused Cobalt of flirting, but his tone was all off. He was too sincere. He bumped me with his shoulder in mock offense at the thought he’d ever flirt with my true-mate.
“Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind. Though, one day you might regret that offer,” Ambry chuckled.
Chapter Three
Odell
A few more hours of sleep and a hot shower left me feeling more alive than dead. I wasn’t in the mood to sit around the apartment doing nothing so I headed to the store. If we finished stocking earlier both of us could go home and be inside well before anyone started celebrating with their damn fireworks and other booming devices. Ambry’s dad was a good guy. He’d pay us for the full shift as long as the products were stocked before we left even if it only took a few hours. Sometimes when we were both having good nights, we’d go in together and demolish the night’s work in an hour or two. It was easy to zone into the repetitive task placing the products over and over again in their straight, tidy rows.
Besides, something was up. Missy was probably bitchy again for whatever reason. It didn’t take much to put her in a bad mood. She liked complaining all the time. Whatever it was, Ambry had his side of our link shut down tight.
“Hope they’re not being robbed,”my wolf said, his words almost a whimper inside his inner sanctum.
“They’re not being robbed,” I said aloud as I made the familiar walk in the dark.
A baby blue pickup truck pulled up beside me and my wolf snarled before seeing Teal’s friendly, familiar face behind the wheel.
“Going to the store?” he asked.
“Yeah. Thought I’d see if I could break Ambry out early,” I nodded.
“Get in. I’m picking up a delivery for a bar. One of my brother’s promises gone off the rails due to no fault of his own.
“Huh? I thought you said it was always really their faults,” I teased him as I climbed into the passenger seat.
“This time it’s not. It’s Ambry’s fault. Sort of.”
“Is Ambry okay?” I paused, seat belt extended and crushed inside my fist.
“He hasn’t told you?” Teal asked.
“Told me what?”
“I don’t know if I should say anything,” he said as his foot tapped the gas. “I mean you’ll find out when we get there.”
“Is he okay?” I asked again.
“Put your belt on, please, and yes, he’s okay. Probably more so than ever before. Hell, maybe I should tell you. Either way, he true-responded to my brother. One of us triplets. I don’t want you to worry. No one’s chasing you off. Not that Ambry would let them but you all are stuck with us too. So, you’re not going anywhere.”
True-mate.
The word bounced around my head. Ambry and I had shared his boyfriends before but this was different. True-mates were the real deal. My heart tripped over itself, and Teal frowned.
“I should’ve let him tell you,” he said a second later. “He probably could’ve reassured you better than me. Indigo is a good guy. Cobalt too. Indigo is the one who he responded to. You’ll like him. He and Cobalt are wild but fun.”
“Wild isn’t always fun,” I pointed out, frowning.
What in the name of Juda was going to happen to our peaceful life? Was Ambry going to try to pull me out into the larger world of the Moonscales and make me socialize at crazy festivals? Was he going to drag me to dinners at Moonscale Manor and make me learn what each of the fifty-two forks did?
I didn’t wait for Teal to kill the engine when we pulled into the familiar parking lot of Garner’s Grocery. Even the parking lot felt like a second home. At the far end, tucked behind the building, was the little picnic tables Ambry’s dad let us put in so that the staff had somewhere to eat outside and away from prying eyes. Sure, most of the other employees used the break room but I enjoyed being fully away from work on my breaks and fresh air kept my wolf from having too many panic attacks.
“Will we have to live alone?”my wolf whispered into my thoughts.
Probably not but I didn’t answer him because I didn’t know for sure. Maybe Ambry would figure out he was tired of us. Maybe he’d figure how much more he could have on his own. Sure, I did some of our job but when everything was tallied up he probably did more. Besides, it was his dad’s store. So, it was more his job than mine even if I did it sometimes.
