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I shake my head. “I don’t want to know anymore.”
“That’s fine. Like we said, you ask what you want when you want,” Darrell says, hissing from burning himself with a splash of bacon.
“Wait. One more question. My heat. Will it come every month?” I ask.
“As a female omega, you will endure it once a month until you age out of it, unless you’re with child.” I watch as Mitch traces my knuckles, giving me a terrible answer while trying to soothe me at the same time.
“Female Omega? Are there male Omegas?”
“Yes. Just like there are female Alphas.”
“Do they go through a heat?” I ask slightly confused.
“They go through something different once every two months,” Dash laughs.
“Are you kidding me? Half as often?” I smack my hand to the table. “Lame.”
“I read that my heat will get worse.”
“It can. But not always. We wouldn’t know though, being Alpha males,” Darrell says, shrugging as he flips pancakes. When did he mix those up?
“So, since you both had your knots before I came into my heat, who was the omega you fucked while in heat?” I feel a deep jealousy burn inside me as I ask the question.
“I um. Well,” Mitch starts, “I was a horny eighteen year old, and one of the girls' heats started for the first time at school in the middle of class. I tried to be the gentleman, getting her out of there, instead I found myself buried inside of her to ease her heat.”
“So you just fucked some poor girl desperate to be put out of her misery?” I ask, yanking my hand out of his.
“To be fair. You go through the heat, but it sends us into a frenzy, the need to claim an omega is powerful. Even if it’s not our mate. You can’t actually mark the omega unless it’s your mate. Claiming them thoroughly only works with an Alpha and Omega mating pair.”
“Or group,” I point out because I have more than one mate.
“Or group,” he corrects himself. I stare at Mitch. “What else?” he asks.
“Just that, if we go to this school does that mean it’s mostly Alphas? Or Alpha wannabes?” I ask.
“Yes,” Dash says.
“So If I go back, if they’ve turned eighteen, they’ll know that I’m an omega and that I smell like you guys.”
“Yes,” Darrell replies.
“Oh,” I say with disappointment. “That's why you brought up not sending me back.”
“You can still finish school. Just taking the classes online.” Darrell brings the plate of pancakes over to the table and places another kiss on the top of my head. “Eat,” he commands.
No problem there. I take three pancakes and put them on my plate. The syrup appears in front of me from a hand behind me. There’s an arm around my chest, and I feel him. Colson. I lift my arms to hold his arms. “Sorry I’m late.” He kisses my cheek, then moves to sit in the chair next to me.
“What was the emergency?” Dash asks Colson as he scoops some eggs on his plate.
Colson picks up a piece of bacon. “Dad wanted to discuss the finances for Mr. Clemmons.”
“Ah,” Mitch replies with a mouth full of pancakes.
I just look at him curiously. “His dad is the accountant for several Alphas. Colson will take over when his dad retires,” Dash says, like he read my mind. I just nod and pour the syrup over my pancakes.
Darrell takes his seat next to me, I look over at him finding serenity in his eyes. He gestures for me to eat more. So I do, shoveling pancakes into my mouth like I’m a bottomless pit.
We finish breakfast in quiet, eating every drop of food Darrell made us. I push my plate away as Mitch gets up, taking several empty plates with him.
