Page 78 of Knot Their Omega
“Does that not seem as if we’re benefiting from having you help us?”
“When you put it that way… it does seem like I’m helping.”
“We’re paying people who can come, wrap, and move everything in a heartbeat because that’s their job. Our money aids them and ensures they’re not on the streets because they’re Alphas who don’t have Omegas. By requesting their aid, we’re doing our share of good in the world, we get your stuff safe, you’re able to stay with us, and you won’t lose your independence.
“Living with us, you can do whatever you want, and if you need to go out, you’ll have a card that proves you’re in our pack, so you will have the independence you crave to create for your work,” he breaks it all down.
“Nate’s tour is going to take a few weeks to hit the spots. On the days he performs, and when he travels, you can come with us, since we normally travel together, anyway. There are loads of space for you to have your own spot, and with us, you’ll be safe. It’ll give more than enough time for this place to figure things out and for the government to think of a resolution with all this violence.”
“What about Blaze and Ember?” I whisper. “I can’t bring them.”
“Why can’t you?”
“I-I don’t know?”
“If they don’t have issues with five Siberian Huskies to keep them company, they’re more than welcome to stay at our place.”
“F-FIVE?” I gasp in shock, realizing I didn’t even ask them if they had or liked pets.
“Five,” he repeats, and his eyes soften just a bit. “One is my family dog, and the other four were rescued from a fire.”
“A fire?” I whisper in horror. “Everyone made it out okay, yes?”
“Everyone who I deem an ally, yeah.” He slowly looks my way, and I can see he’s judging my reaction. “You understand what I mean, yes?”
I slowly nod. “Yes.”
“Does that bother you in any way?”
“Not really.” I take a moment to think about it. “Only the idea of you getting hurt worries me a little.”
“Why?” His question only makes his smile grow. “I’m a stranger to you.”
“A stranger, yes, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want to get to know you more,” I confess. “I know your name now, so we’re no longer strangers. More so acquaintances helping one another. That doesn’t mean we can’t become friends later on. Or something deeper. Who knows?” I stare deep into his eyes while thinking of my next words.
“Regardless of our status of closeness, it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t worry about your safety. You care about mine enough to make my life easier and stress-free, even if it’s temporary. Why wouldn’t your health and well-being be a concern of mine?” I summarize. “What you do is like the mafia? Doesn’t it put you at risk because you’re important to society?”
“Not to regular society.”
“True, but your society thrives, thanks to your existence and leadership, yes?”
“Yes.”
“Then your safety matters to me,” I conclude. “Though you’re not giving me drug lord mafia vibes.”
It must be the way I say it because he snickers.
“I’m not a drug lord.” He brushes it off like I just insulted him. “I’m an heir to a huge empire. Meaning, when my father is ready to step down, I take his place in running everything he does and more.”
“Like a family business.”
“Yes.”
“Just in crime,” I conclude.
“Yes.”
“Cool.”