Page 93 of Knot Their Omega
“He doesn’t work there, Sweet Astraea,” Kenji reveals. “You’re looking at Icarus Morrigan. CEO of Morrigan StarCaptors Corp. Global award-winning security in both virtual and physical home and business security in the industry. Specializes in Alphas security, but he has a little side hustle that’s secretly for Omegas. To be honest, he just started that initiative two days ago when he met a certain Omega at the gym.”
“I didn’t fucking tell you that,” I grumble and cross my arms over my chest, hoping to look more intimidating.
The cynical drummer couldn’t care less about that. He has a fair chance at kicking my ass, even if he’s half my size when it comes to muscular build and overall physique.
“Yeah, no. I watched the cameras at your dad’s gym and enjoyed the ‘love at first sight’ scene. Replayed it like a hundred times just to confirm you falling madly in love with our Omega and proceeding to growl at the poor cleaning Betas who were just trying to do their job.”
I feel the heat rushing to my face, making me want to growl and pounce on my packmate.
“Dad’s gym?” Astraea looks even more confused while footsteps force us to look into the doorway to reveal Kai.
“Kenji. You suck at keeping secrets,” he notes, though, from Kai’s calm expression, it doesn’t look the least bit surprised by this trait or revelation. “And Icarus always had the intention of helping Omegas, but he had to reach the next income bracket to initiate a private corporation that’s given the privilege of being excluded from yearly government observation.”
“Why are you guys revealing all my shit out like it’s dirty laundry?” I don’t even have the energy to argue with them anymore.
“I don’t know. It’s just more amusing,” Kenji concludes, as if everything he and Kai just did was no big deal. “Besides, whenyou think about it, we’re simply ensuring our Omega knows how epic of a leader you are for our pack.”
“Temporary,” I correct him.
“We’ll see,” Kenji suggests with a sly grin.
I bet you he’s setting Nate up for failure in some way.
The crazy part is I can’t even defend the man.
He’s the only one who isn’t addicted to Astraea. At least, not enough to stalk her whereabouts, like me and Kenji.
I bet Kai will be next. He’s dangerous in his own unique way.
“I feel like I’m having an information overload,” Astraea admits as she looks at the three of us. “And having you three in such a close space is making my body ache.”
“Ah, shit,” I curse, realizing our closeness like this could be triggering in different ways.
Can’t be triggering her Heat.
“Do you take suppressants, Astraea?” I wasn’t expecting Kenji to be the one to ask the prime question. He’s resting his chin on her shoulder like it’s something he does all the time. She doesn’t seem bothered by his closeness whatsoever.
“I do from time to time,” she confesses. “I mean, I have a patch thing that acts like birth control but also aids in suppressing my Omega urges a bit. The government forces us to use it, though it’s a bit of a threat to us when you think about it.”
She pauses and pouts a bit.
“We have to go back to the stalking Dad convo.”
“My dad isn’t a stalker,” I note.
“You understood what she meant,” Kai dismisses and looks at Astraea. “He has a bark up his ass ‘cause we’re selling all his secrets for free.”
“If I went around telling everyone you’re in the mafia, how would you feel?”
“No one would believe it,” Kai states the obvious and even shrugs, like this is a casual occurrence. “Besides, I’m the mute Alpha everyone ignores unless there’s business involved. You can say I work with the FBI, and people would laugh at your delusional thinking.”
“If you’re going to be this talkative from now on, I want to change the group dynamic,” I complain. I forgot about Kai being a smart fucking ass.
“You forgot Kai’s the smart fucker in the group, didn’t you?” Kenji hollers. “Admit it! You hate being undermined in your own fuckery!” Kenji laughs and lightly strokes Astraea’s head. “Sorry, love. We’re overwhelming you, aren’t we?”
“Just a little,” she admits. I realize that’s why she’s gotten far quieter compared to before. “It’s… not painful or anything, it’s just… a lot. Especially with all your sweet scents clashing together like this. Makes me feel like I’m spinning.”
“Alright, out,” I order them to leave. “Let’s let her breathe a little.”