Page 58 of Knot Only For One Night

“I want to be with you,” I say like a lame-ass schoolboy asking his crush out behind the school. But my words rush out of my mouth before I can clearly think about them.

I had a speech about how I can’t be packed up. How having a Pack would ruin my plan, running for Prez. That an alpha of my Pack would automatically take that spot away from me.

But then I saw her at the Bar, Soren, Neven, and Asher surrounding her, and the loss in my chest nearly brought me to my knees.

I need them all.

Neven was right.

I have to make it work.

Cranberry scent fills around me as I hold my scent match in my arms. Her hair riled up a bit and her shirt is bunched up to her chest. Her chest rises and falls with each breath. She draws me in like nothing I’ve ever experienced before, from the ways her eyes sparkle to the feeling of her heat against me.

She’s fucking magical and I almost ruined that.

“I’m so sorry, Princess. I’m such an asshole. I was scared. Scared at what scent matches meant, what being in a Pack would mean. I didn’t even give us a chance and I… I want to. I want to so badly, if you’ll let me.” I tighten my hold on her waist like if I show a hint of letting go then she’ll disappear. She’d have every right to, of course. I can’t imagine being a catch. I’m a confused omega on a warpath of suppressing his needs.

A personal battle that had no business spreading to those around me like oil and lighting on fire.

“Please, Esper. Give me another chance,”

She silently stares at me. I think I lost her when she giggles. I scrunch my eyebrows.

“Yes, Reed, of course.”

Simple as that.

Then she’s kissing me again and I take full advantage of her soft lips. Her chest pressing against mine as I lift her in my arms.

Pulling her face backward, she adds, “As long as you accept the Pack too.”

Our foreheads rest together as our breaths mingle. Asher, mainly, floats through my mind. The rest I won’t have an issue with. At least I hope so.

“Asher and I fuck,” I blurted. “Often. He was my scent match before us, before I even knew...” The words vomit out of my mouth, and I haven’t even had an ounce of liquor in my system.

Something about Esper makes me want to spill my secrets like she’s Wonder Woman ensnaring me in her golden truth lasso.

Except her lasso is her gaze. Her brown sweet eyes are gonna do me in every time. I can just tell.

“What?” Her jaw is wide open and I can’t help but chuckle with her.

“He’s the only one though.”

“You fuck Asher.” Her eyes light with what I know is desire. The nerves in my gut about it disappear as she tilts her head all cutely.

“Yeah.” I don’t want to get into Asher’s business, but Esper had to know two of her scent matches are… involved. “He’s my… our… alpha.”

The words are sour on my lips, but I say them anyway.

Asher is my alpha.

But that doesn’t mean he rules me. It can’t mean that.

Her cranberry scent grows warm like simmering sauce, similar to how it did when she had her flare-up, and my lips turn up into a smirk.

“You think that’s hot?” I say, teasing my omega.

My omega.