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I lean into him, rubbing my faint scent into his palm. “I know.”
It’s an easy acquiescence. I’m here now. I’m letting them into my heart and my life again. But more importantly, they’re letting me into theirs. I hesitate for a moment before blurting out, “I think I might go off my suppressants.”
Silence greets my pronouncement. The rumble of the engine the only sound for a few tense minutes.
Asher is the first to speak. “Is that safe? With your condition, I mean.”
I roll my bottom lip between my teeth. “Its only not safe if you… if you all plan on rejecting me again. And if that’s the case, I really need you to tell me now, because I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.”
“That won’t happen,” Jackson growls at me. “Never a-fucking-gain. You’re ours, baby girl. Always have been, always will be.”
Asher meets my eyes with a soft smile. “We don’t want anyone but you.”
“You’re it for us, pip,” Ford murmurs into my hair.
A soft sound pulls from my chest, a little rusty and unpracticed. But it’s loud enough that Davis in the front seat turns around with wide eyes and a smirk on his full lips. “Are you purring for us, beautiful?”
My cheeks flush, but the sound doesn’t stop. I’ve never purred in my life, haven’t had a reason to. But apparently I’m happy enough right now, content enough to try it. It’s the only explanation because the other reason an omega purrs is to calm down their alphas. And none of my alphas need that right now.
Ford’s arms tighten around me, and an answering purr rumbles from him, making my entire body vibrate. I can’t stop the smile from curling my lips. This is how it was always supposed to be. Always.
Jackson picks up my hand and presses a kiss to my palm. “I want you to see a doctor before you go off the suppressants.”
I blink at him, surprised enough that my purr dies out. I thought they would be all for it, eager for me to become my full omega self. For a moment, that part of me that still doesn’t believe that they ever really wanted me flickers to the forefront. I try to pull my hand away, but Jackson doesn’t let me, pressing it to his cheek and nuzzling into my palm, my wrist, scent marking me.
“No, Vee, don’t do that. I only want to make sure it’s safe. We’re not going anywhere. As soon as you're off suppressants and in heat we’re going to fuck you, bite you, claim you. But we don’t want to do anything that might make you sick.”
“I’m already sick,” I grumble, pouting.
“Having a doctor monitor you while you’re weaning yourself off the drugs is a good idea, angel.” Asher stretches out his hand and taps my protruding lower lip. “We don’t want to rush the process.”
On some level, I know they’re right, even if I don’t agree with it. I want to create a bond with them as soon as I can, a part of me still feeling like they’ll change their mind. I think I’ll feel that way until we’ve actually claimed each other. Blowing out a breath, I nod. “Okay, you’re right. But my doctor is in Alver City.” Three hours away. “I can call her and have her verify it would be okay.”
“I’d rather you get checked out physically,” Davis says from the front seat, already typing on his phone. “I’ll set up an appointment with our family doctor. We’ve been seeing him since we were kids.”
Ford doesn’t miss the way I tense at the words. “No,” he snaps. “She’s not comfortable with that.”
Davis peers back at me as Topher pulls to a stop in front of my little house. “You’re not?”
I give him a smile as Asher opens the side door and hops out. “Not really. I prefer female doctors. Especially since they’ll probably need to check that all my bits and bobs are in place.” I wave my hand over my pelvis, in case they didn’t know what I meant when I said bits and bobs. Ford slides out of the back seat, taking me with him.
My nose wrinkles. “The idea of some old dude you saw as a child mucking around in my uterus is…” I give a full body shudder.
Davis laughs and kisses my nose. “Got it. We’ll find someone in town you want to see. The best female doctor for omegas we can find.”
Topher pushes through the wall of alpha and laces his fingers through mine. “That’s enough of that. Our omega needs pajamas and blankets and hot chocolate.”
I let him pull me into the house, a grin on my face.
Yes, this is exactly how it’s supposed to be.
Rule 23: Nerves are good, they mean you aren’t dead
Nerves tremble in my stomach.
I haven’t felt this way since I was a teenager, since the first time I decided to kiss Vee. It was after Connor kissed her, stole her first kiss from her, and after I got done beating the shit out of him for taking from my girl. I was determined to make sure none of her firsts were ever taken from her again. Not by some asshole who felt entitled to her.
I knew I was going to kiss her to help clear up the memory of Connor’s mouth on hers. But I was anxiously waiting for the right time. The pressure of ensuring it would be good for her ratcheted up that anxiety.
