Page 89 of Knot Their Omega
But I can’t…
She wouldn’t allow me to interfere in her life like that, even if I’m her son. She’s always been like that. Never wants to be a burden on anyone. I bet that’s just one of the many qualities that makes Knox yearn for her more.
Yet, the two of them have so many fucking issues.
“I wouldn’t allow you to shut down,” Knox grumbles, already at her side. I swear this man knows how to move silently when he wants to. It’s a mindfuckery sometimes because with how massive he is, he can move without a pinch of sound.
Predator movements can be rather deadly if challenged.
“It’s not your say,” she argues, but even her voice is filled with exhaustion.As though she’s simply tired of fighting.“I’m doing everything to ensure the police don’t raid this place.”
I frown at the news, realizing if the police get involved, they’ll do anything to shut this place down. They’ll give an excuse that they’re “closing it off for an investigation.” Once that goes through, they’ll keep building evidence until this place is deemed “unlivable” and all the belongings of the Omegas are confiscated as “evidence.”
I’ve witnessed it enough to know exactly how it goes.
I can’t let Astraea go through that shit.
Just the idea of her precious stuff being taken into custody riles my Alpha senses. Adding the pups she adores, I can onlyimagine what the police would do if they got those animals in their custody.
They wouldn’t even put them in shelters. That’s too kind of them.
The police in this world aren’t anyone’s friends. It’s filled with overpowered Alphas who are far too cocky and even harder to keep on a leash. With this movement, they’ll justify their need for extensive force and have the government back them up because “this was caused by a lack of power dynamic.”
Anything to justify their actions and keep them on paid leave for the sake of releasing their pent-up anger and hatred for Omegas.
I don’t catch onto what Knox is doing until I’m taking in the way he has Velvet’s face in his grasp and is pressing his forehead against hers.
“Can you stop being a negative Nancy for two fucking seconds and rely on me?” His words come out in a harsh growl, yet you can catch the hint of sincerity in his words. He’s hurting for her. Angry with the predicament he has little control over. I can understand him because I can envision myself doing that with Astraea.
I can see the way Velvet wants to argue in return, but Knox’s touch—his closeness—gets the better of her as she easily melts against him in a matter of seconds. He doesn’t hesitate in pulling her into a tight hug, holding her so she can allow the tension of the last twenty-four hours to free from those poor limbs for just a moment.
“They’ll take the Omegas away if I don’t fight them,” Velvet quietly whispers. The vulnerability in her voice and that heaviness of defeat are making my heart ache in misery for her. “But I’m running out of options. They’re targeting all the Havens at once. We don’t have enough resources for security. The police will only be involved if it means taking full control, and themoment they do that, it’s over. Without their approval, we can’t get more forces to secure this Haven. I’m at my wit’s end, Knox.”
I’ve seen Velvet admit defeat only two times in my life.
Once when I was six years old and the other time when I was sixteen. Both times, Knox was right there, and he said what I know in my heart he’ll say for a third time.
“Then lean on me, Darling. Let me fix it, then you can do whatever the fuck you want after.”
This may be why the world assumes my parents were never meant to have packs. Yet, it’s instances like these that make me realize what a fool the world is.
How blind they are at the reality hidden from their nosy eyes because their viewpoint of a successful pack is always seeing their “togetherness.”
Our society never pushes the idea of a pack being distant. Never encourages a sense of independence. Has never pursued the idea that a pack can be long distance and focused on their individual goals but come together when their Omega needs them the most.
This is the instance where an Alpha is asking their Omega to let them take the lead in making things right. To reunite the pillars of power in their small dynamic until everything is right.
This is how my dad allows my mother her independence and freedom until she’s reached her limit and needs help against all those who wish for her to fail.
It’s both beautiful and mesmerizing to acknowledge with my own eyes.
“Okay,” she whispers in submission, her fingertips digging deeper into Knox’s back as she hugs him tightly.
Seeing their intimacy reminds me of why I left.
How I yearned for their relationship because it was not only unique but so fucking powerful. To the world, they were failures,yet to me, they were the perfect role models that I wished to become.
To find an Omega who held a sense of independence and power, yet didn’t mind relying on me when they needed my presence and support.