Page 3 of Knot for You


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“I see,” Nurse said. “I’ll give you a few pamphlets of all your options just to cover our bases. You have a bit of time, but not a lot. Let me know if you need any help. I’ll be here for you no matter your decision.”

Nodding, I accepted the trifold pamphlets. I quickly stuffed them into my book bag. The weight of them weighed on my shoulders more than my heavy textbooks as I made my way back across campus.

I bit my lip. I kept my head down.

At this time of day, my classes were over. Usually, I’d go to the library to get a bit of work done or I’d go to see my friend, Shelby, once she was finished with the dozen on-campus clubs she was a part of. But I didn’t want to do any of those things right now.

All I wanted was to be back in my tiny dorm room. Alone.

I had my first heat when I was nineteen. It was complete and utter agony, and not just from the embarrassment of my mother keeping me locked away in my room with a plethora of sex toys and bottled water. My second heat happened when I was on campus. It took me by surprise. Campus police nearly had to bulldoze my door down after my scent started to leak through the cracks—luckily only grossing out my all-female, beta dorm.

Then of course came the check-ups and the suppressants that made my omega hormones go haywire. Because my heats most definitely were becoming more regular now.

I wasn’t stupid. I knew that this kind of shakedown by Nurse if not someone else was coming soon enough. Everyone always talked about how they didn’t understand why I was even at college as an omega. I was only eventually going to find an alpha and “settle down.” So why bother?

There was a reason that omegas went to specialized academies to live and study. And not for the first time, I wondered what it would’ve been like.

What would it have been like to be surrounded by other omegas who didn’t get grossed out when I accidentally slipped up and perfumed? What would it be like to not have to surround myself in a blanket burrito every moment I could because omegas needed consistent human contact and I was touch-starved in a way not even Shelby’s extra tight hugs could solve?

What would it feel like to feel like I wasn’t… too omega?

Tears turned to pinpricks in the corner of my eyes.

I sniffed, trying to force them back. Only now, a hitch started in the back of my throat. Reaching up, I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand?—

A large body collided with me before I could see it coming. Immediately, I was forced down to the hard concrete ground of the university thru-way. I caught myself on my hands, feeling a new sort of pain rushing up through my palms.

“Fuck! I’m sorry.” The weight lifted at the words.

I sat up off the ground.

A few other students glanced towards us, but no one stopped wherever they were headed. Why would they when there was a mountain of a man peeling himself off the ground next to me? Warm brown eyes scanned me for any sort of injury. His shirt rose over his stomach and revealed the waistband of gray sweatpants.

His large hand passed through messy brown hair as he looked at me. “I’m so sorry.”

Then, he took a deep breath.

As if on instinct, I did the same. I was unable to stop the punch to the gut as his thick scent enveloped me. He smelled like warm apple pie. Sweet and savory.

Alpha.

My lips parted.

Quickly, his hand shot out in front of me. “Let me help you up.”

I must’ve still been in shock—I was in shock of what was happening let alone just how much this boulder of a man’s scent was affecting me—because I let him.

“I’m sorry, again,” he said when I was back on my feet. “You didn’t hit your head?”

Finally, regaining some kind of motion, I shook my head. “No. I’m fine.”

“I’m just super late. I’m sorry. Um,” he looked around as he started to shift away and head wherever he was going a moment ago towards the other end of the thruway leading to the athletics complex. “I’m Leeson, by the way!”

The alpha ran off before I could say anything.

It was fine though, I still felt like I wasn’t quite in my body yet.

I shook my head. Oddly enough, I was no longer crying as I headed back towards my dorm to hide in my ball of blankets.

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