Page 19 of Their Knotty Pack
"If that's not the news, Bethy-bear, then what is it?" Dad asks, sounding a little smug.
"I found my true scent match," I say, the words sounding strange to my ears.
"Oh, honey, that'swonderful!" Mom gushes, and I can just imagine her smile.
"Well, tell us about them," Dad prods. Lanie and I exchange a look.
"Him," I correct gently. "There's only one match, because, well…he's another omega."
There's a beat of silence on the other line. Surely it can't betoosurprising, considering my parents are a true scent matched omega pair.
"That's…" Dad lets out a sigh.
"Unexpected," Mom finishes.
"Is it though?" I question, running a hand through my hair. "I mean, you guys…"
"Honey, it's correct that we're a true match, but it hasn't been all sunshine and daisies." Mom's voice is gentle. "We love each other dearly, and your father is my soulmate, but those first years were hard. Coordinating heats, vetting alphas that wouldn't send either of us into a jealous rage…it's not a walk in the park." As much as I don't want to hear about my parent's sex lives, they've always been very open and forward with sex and how omegas' bodies work.
My stomach sinks at Mom's words though. My parents know the things an omega pair has to go through better than anyone. And they're telling me it's not going to be as great as I think it will?
"That's not to say we would change a single thing," Dad points out. "And obviously, it is what it is at this point. We just…we just hope you come to us if you have any questions. We've made plenty of mistakes in how we've handled things in the past, so hopefullyyoucan learn from them."
"Okay," I swallow roughly, and Lanie gives my arm a squeeze, "What…what would you do differently now?"
"We've talked about it plenty," Mom admits. "I think the one we both agree on the most is that we probably should have tried to find a pack instead of relying solely on each other." My stomach drops. Miles and I both agreed onnopacks. No alphas.
"Packs provide stability and support, something that neither of you can be for each other without significantly tamping down your instincts."
"More often than not, that was your father," Mom says quietly.
"You both deserve a place to be able to rest and justbeomegas without worrying about anything else. With a pack, there shouldn't be any jealousy over each other, because if you're doing it right, you'll be just as possessive of the alphas and betas." Dad adds.
My heart pounds in my chest. If I tell them there's no way I'm going to go for a pack after what Pack Hansen did to me, they'll just argue. So I'll play nice and get some other answers.
"Okay. That's good to know." Lanie raises her brows at my words, but I just shake my head. "I've heard of heats being triggered when meeting a true scent match…do you think that could happen to us?"
"Hmmm…" Mom trails off like she's thinking. "Glenn, did our heats trigger when we met? I don't think I remember that."
"No, they didn't." Dad confirms. "I believe it has something to do with the fact that there are no alpha pheromones to trigger it, since it's alphas that are typically needed to ease a heat."
Phew. At least I don't have to worry about figuring out our heat situation completely for another couple of months.
"Anything else, honey?" Mom asks, and I shake my head.
"No, but I might call you back with Miles at some point."
"Miles? What a great name," Mom says fondly. "We can't wait to meet him."
We say goodbye and hang up, though now I'm left with more questions than answers.
My parents say they wish they had found a pack, and I would be stupid to disregard the words of two people who have literally lived exactly what I'm going through. But we're planning on riding out our heats with toys, which I'm sure my parents didn't have at the time.
It'll be fine.
Right?
It has to be, because I'll be damned if I let a pack take away my vision of the perfect future I have with Miles.
