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Humming as I lazily run my fingers through the mess, the silky feel of my slick amping me up for more, I think about how much it turned me on to imagine a female alpha touching me. Licking me. I shiver, quickly becoming riled back up. Moving my hand away before I end up stuck in my room for the rest of the day, masturbating to a fictional female alpha, I huff out. I stand and quickly rinse my hair one last time, shutting the water off and wrapping my towel around me as I step out. If nothing else, I should be super relaxed now after that. If only it had been real.
Seeing my dads adore and love my mom beyond recognition was always so magical to me growing up. When I perfumed at eighteen, I was so excited and ready. Full of potential and dying to meet the ones meant for me. I’ve always known I want what my parents have. My dads dote on my mom. And she loves them all so much that it shines out of her every time she looks at one or all of them. There are no favorites between them. They all just love each other.
Walking into my room, I hear the distinct beat on my door from my best friend, Hunt. I countdown in my head. 3.. 2.. andddd - she bursts through the door so hard it slams into my wall before ricocheting against it and slamming back shut with an audible snap. I give her a bland stare as she winces.
“Whoops.” She gives me a bright smile and practically bounces on her toes.
I shake my head at her, but a tiny smile still slips over my lips at her antics. Huntleigh Adams. Gorgeous omega with long dark hair and smooth, pale skin. Her brown eyes always have a twinkle within their depths, and she’s always so full of infectious energy. We met on my first day at the Center and have been inseparable ever since. Of course, she’s met her pack and alphas. She even has a sweet little beta who is besotted with her. It’s kind of disgusting how enamored with her they all are. And vice versa.
I will not rain on her parade, though. I know she’s been waiting on this day for a year and a half now.
While we’re not allowed to join our packs as quickly as most would want because of the Center’s rules and for our safety, or so they say, alphas may help omegas through their heats if we find our intended packs or we’re being courted and choose to welcome them into a nest the OC has for us.
I’ve heard all about the two heats Hunt has had with her alphas, the lucky bitch.
I’ve, however, had to suffer alone through mine. Suppressants helped for the first two years, but this last year was rough. They stopped working on me for some reason and I had to work through it on my own with toys. It put things into perspective for me as to why omegas typically take on more than one mate. Heats are long and fucking exhausting by yourself, painful even. I can’t imagine one alpha trying to satisfy an omega through their whole heat alone.
Most omegas find their alphas within the first year of being here—others for sure by year two. I’m the only one unlucky enough to be graduating and still have no one. While everyone else will go home with their alphas and some betas, get knotted, marked, and bonded within an inch of their lives, I get to move back in with my parents—Yippee for me.
I’m trying not to let the jealousy fester inside of me, but I can feel it rolling in the pit of my stomach. I can tell myself I don’t want those things all I want, but that would make me a big, fat liar. Think I lost hope a while ago. It’s kind of hard not to.
“You’re up early,” I remark drily while I walk towards my dresser, pulling out everything I need. I dress quickly, the cool morning air seeping in through my open window and sending a chill down my spine. “And entirely too chipper for the hour.”
“Are you nuts? Of course, I’m up early! It’s THE big day!” She squeals before launching herself at me, wrapping her arms around me, and swaying back and forth excitedly.
I hug her back, her crème Brulé scent washing over me, reminding me to be happy for my friend. While it can be true that omegas can be territorial and kind of catty, it typically only applies to their pack and their nests. Usually. Gods, never try to go into another omega’s nest without their permission. It can get bloody, fast.
She steps back and immediately begins rambling.
“Ok, here’s the plan! You, me, and Gabe head down to the spa and get all the works done. Then, head to the salon to get groomed up to our eyeballs. After, we’ll congregate in my room and get ready for tonight together while also taking some shots to calm my freaking nerves because holy fuck am I nervous!” She squeaks the last part out, and I chuckle.
“Why would you be nervous? It’s not like you just met them. They’ve been courting you for a year and a half. They’ve helped you through two heats, so you know you’re all compatible. You said it yourself: you’re head over heels in love with all of them, and they love you. What’s there to be nervous about?” I shrug, wrapping my arm around her as we sit on my bed.
Her bottom lip wobbles and her eyes get glassy. I frown at her.
“I don’t know why I’m freaking out. You’re right. I love them, and they love me. They’re perfect. It’s just another momentous change. I’ve been waiting to move in with them for over a year now. I hated every time I had to leave them, or they had to leave me when they visited. But now, this is it. I’m going to leave here tonight and go home with them forever. I’m nervous. We haven’t lived together yet. What if they change their minds?” She looks at me with her big brown eyes glimmering. I blow out a breath and put my forehead to hers.
“They won’t change their minds, Hunt. You’re amazing and one of the best people I know. One of the best omegas. Loyal to a fault. I’ve seen the way they look at you. You could probably fart in one of their faces, and they’d tell you it smells like rainbows and fairy dust before knotting you and holding your body hostage.”
Hunt snorts out a laugh, and I giggle. That’s what I wanted.
“Gods, you’re disgusting. And fucking ridiculous. And juvenile,” she chokes out between her laughter, shoving me with her shoulder.
I laugh and stand, holding my hand out to her. “Come on, let’s go drag Gabriel from his bed and make him feed us before you torture me all day.”
I pull her out of my room and down the hallway while she snorts.
“It is NOT torture! It’s a relaxing spa and salon day before we drink way more than we should and then go embarrass ourselves at this shindig.”
I look back at her when we reach Gabriel’s door and give her an unimpressed look. I turn the knob and push it open before deadpanning, “I’ll be the voice of reason and say that we are not getting drunk and embarrassing ourselves at this ceremony, Huntleigh Adams. It’s a big night for you guys.”
She huffs behind me, rolling her eyes at my ‘mom tone,’ as she calls it, but doesn’t respond as we walk farther into the dark room and see Gabe’s body curled under the covers in a ball. I stifle a laugh before taking a running leap, landing directly on top of him. He groans and whines, begging for mercy.
“No can do, Buttercup. It’s you guys’ big day, and we don’t have a minute to spare!” I say cheerily, right by his head.
He peeks one green eye out of the cocoon he’s put himself in and narrows it at me, groaning.
“What time is it? I don’t even see the fucking sun out right now, Rip,” he whines out.
