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My knot finally releases us, and I feel a flood of our combined fluids rush out onto my pelvis. My heart stops and my eyes are wide as saucers. “Blake…”
Startled by the sudden shift in my tone, she meets my eyes with concern. “What happened? Are you okay? You’re not having second thoughts about the bond, are you?” she asks in a panic.
I choke. “Princess, what?No.Absolutely not. I could never regret bonding with you. And I’m so, so happy. Perfectly fine. I just realized we didn’t discuss protection, and you’re so young. We haven’t even discussed kids yet. Holy shit, I can’t believe I did that.”
Her surprised giggle isn’t what I’m expecting at all, so I just stare at her with wide eyes.
“That doctor’s appointment I had before we left?” she asks softly, and I nod to show I know what she’s talking about.
Bringing my hand up to the inside of her right bicep, she pushes my fingers into what feels like a small bone. I look at her in confusion until she laughs and explains.
“I had a semi-permanent birth control implant put in. It’s good for ten years and extra strength to withstand heats,” she says. “I’m sorry I didn’t bring this up before we bonded, but I don’t want kids of my own. I do want kids someday, but instead of having babies, I want to foster teenagers. Kids like Hades and me who just needed someone to love them and care for them. People like the Beaumonts who took him in and raised him as their own, even though he wasn’t a little kid.”
Relief flows over me in waves, and I have so much fucking appreciation for this woman in front of me right now. Tucking her hair behind her ear, I bend down so I’m in her line of sight. “Princess, you have no idea how happy you just made our entire pack. We’ve discussed doing theexact same thing. And Hades was always so sure you were going to be our Omega, it made us even more determined to find and foster the older kids who need it most when we were bonded and settled. The fact that you want that too? It’s incredible.You’reincredible, Blake. I love you so goddamn much.”
She smiles at me. “I love you too, Kas.” She licks over the fresh bond mark on her bottom lip, and I groan.
“Alright, Trouble. Let’s get going before we’re late to lunch and the cavalry arrives to rescue you from Nerdville.”
Gifting me with more of her sweet giggles, she nearly makes my heart explode with her next words. “I’ll follow you to Nerdville anytime, Alpha.”
ChapterSixteen
THE STORY OF AN ORPHAN
Blake
The drive to Omega Haven Project HQ feels like it takes no time at all. Kas holds my hand the entire way back as he navigates the busy London streets, and it’s beyond hot. I keep subconsciously biting my lip and then shivering when I scrape my teeth over my bond mark. I nearly had another orgasm when he insisted on tending to it before we left the studio.
I was so worried we would be yelled at or get into trouble for our little tryst, but nobody ever came looking for us or said anything when we left. Kas explained their pack is extremely well known for their work with the OHP, and, because of their money, they’re given a lot of special privileges they try not to abuse.
Soon enough, we’re pulling up at a beautiful old building in the middle of what looks like a quaint shopping district. My jaw drops as I turn to look at my Alpha after he parks. “Thisis your London headquarters? It’s gorgeous here!” I’m bouncing in my seat, eager to go explore. “I feel so underdressed. I mean, I don’t even have a bra on,” I say, pouting lightly.
He turns to look at me, cocking his head to the side. “Yeah, I meant to ask earlier, whydon’tyou have a bra on? Not that you have to wear one, because you don’t. I was just wondering.”
My cheeks flush bright red and I mumble, “I don’t have one.”
His eyes widen slightly. “I’m sorry. What was that?”
Sighing in frustration, I turn to face him fully. “I don’t have one, okay? I’ve been kept in a basement since I was eleven, and I definitely didn’t have boobs then. I could go buy myself one now, but I wouldn’t even know where to start or what to do…” I trail off, embarrassed at my lack of knowledge.
“Blake. Look at me, Princess,” he says softly, lifting my chin. “You don’t need to feel ashamed for not knowing or having something. You said it yourself; you were locked in a basement for god’s sake. But you have us now, and your pack isn’t gonna let you go without anything. After the tour, we’ll go get lunch and then get you some new underwear. How does that sound?”
I cringe slightly. “I don’t want you to have to spend money on me. I have a bit saved up that I can use to get a few things I need.”
He scoffs and gives me an incredulous look. “Princess, we’re yourpack, and while we don’t like to flaunt it, we have more money than God. If we want to take you out and buy you pretty underwear, or lunch, or a fuckingcar,please just let us. It soothes our Alpha instincts to take care of you, and you don’t need to spend your own money when everything we have is now yours, too. We love you, Blake, and that means taking care of your every need and want.” He pauses for a second. “Wait a minute, how do you have money saved up?” he asks curiously.
I’m blushing hot now. “Oh...um.... So, every time Phil got a little too drunk and passed out in his chair, I would take some money out of his wallet and hide it. I was planning my escape the entire time I was in that basement. I know it was wrong to steal but…”
He interrupts me. “No. Absolutely not. B, you did what you had to do to survive, and he owed you so much more than the bit of money you took. Never apologize or feel guilty for what you had to do to survive that hellhole.” He kisses me. “I’m so damned proud of you.”
Trying not to cry, I quickly change the subject. “Can we go inside now? I’m excited to meet people and see what you do.”
I’m sure he can feel my anxiety through the bond, so he just nods and gives me another quick kiss before getting out and opening my door for me. We walk in the front entrance so he can explain a little about the history of the building. When we get to security, they take my picture and give me a special access card.
Wrapping my hands around Kas’ bicep, I look up at him and ask, “Kas, why do I get a special access card when I might not ever be here again?”
He raises his eyebrow at me and pulls us to a stop, gently grabbing my cheeks in his big hands. “Princess, I don’t even know where to start with that. First thing, we’ll be here once every few months.” My jaw drops open in shock and he nods. “We come here as often as we can to support our staff. Now for the second thing, you, my sweet B, get that special access card because you’re an owner now. Being an owner means that card gives you access to every single building owned or used by the OHP.”
