Page 13 of Knot Enough
“I put it behind me,” Axel gritted out.
“It hasn’t been long. How can you just?—”
“Their deaths… were rotting us from the inside out. We need to move on,” Axel said. His voice was raw with emotion.
“If you’d moved on, you wouldn’t have participated yesterday.” His cheeks flushed at my words.
“She’s a pretty Omega. Our Alpha made a decision. I’m focused on keeping her alive long enough. . . to do that.” Axel’s hushed whisper told me all I needed to. I wouldn’t be able to change his mind.
The door opened as Kane’s scent entered the space. He pulled out the stool beside me and took a seat. His hair was brushed back, and he wore a fitted t-shirt with cargo shorts.
“How long are we keeping the Omega alive?” I speared a sausage and bit off half.
“Well, good morning to you, too,” Kane grunted. “Does it matter?”
“It does.” Axel glared. Kane's gaze darted to him.
“Why?” he asked as he started shoveling food onto his plate.
“So I know how long I need to feed her,” Axel responded.
“When did we become a bed-and-breakfast?” Kane scoffed.
“She’s an Omega and she’s down in that dark cell.”
Axel responded casually, but I saw right through the facade. He was pissed.
“We don’t think about the comfort of our prisoners,” Kane said.
“Omegas are fragile,” Axel growled.
“What do you think about this?” Kane asked me.
In any other pack, Betas don’t get a say, but that’s not how it works here.
“Axel is right. She needs to be fed, but don’t tell Rath I said that,” I sighed.
“Don’t tell me what?” he grunted from behind me. I groaned internally.
Fuck.
“Morning, Alpha,” I greeted as he gripped the back of my neck.
“Axe wants to feed the prisoner, and Oak agreed,” Kane said. He smiled as he ratted me out.
Maybe Ishouldhave woken Rath up with a blow job.
“Fuck no,” Rath scoffed.
“There are two for and two against,” Kane muttered with a mouthful of food.
“I didn’t know we had to vote on if we were going to be men or savages,” Axel grunted.
“The bitch killed our pack,” Rath snarled.
“Are we just as bad as them?” Axel raised an eyebrow.
“Enough!” Kane ordered. The kitchen was silent as I watched Axel and Rath glare at each other. “Axel is right.”
