Page 94 of Knot Their Omega
“Leave as in you’re coming with us,” Kenji reminds me as if I didn’t count myself in the loop. “We need you to use those muscles and get everything packed in five minutes.”
“Didn’t you order movers?” I argue.
“Oh, I sent them away,” Kenji announces, leaving us all to stare at him in dismay.
“Wait. Seriously?” Kai questions in astonishment. “Kenji? Why did you do that?”
“Why would I let random anyone touch our Omega’s personal belongings?” Kenji questions with a blank face that leaves us speechless.He does have a point.“We have arms. We’re strong and pretty swift when we need to be. I brought all the materials we need and a truck outside. We can get everything done in five solid minutes.” He then looks at Astraea.
“Kai said you have pups you want to bring to the house. Already got new crates ordered to be delivered today and they have a comfy spot at the back of our G-wagon.”
“G-G-G-wagon?” she stutters. It takes me to register how slightly she’s off-balance.
“Ugh, we’re pushing her limits, guys,” I emphasize, and I’m at her side before she can sway further.
Without waiting for her to argue with my movements, I have her in my grasp and enter the amazingly scented bedroom in a few large strides.
Laying her on her bed, she sighs in relief as if she was frightened of fully passing out.
“Okay, the world isn’t spinning as quickly.”
“Sorry, Little Omega,” I quickly apologize, feeling a heavy sensation of dread. We shouldn’t be overwhelming her. In fact, we shouldn’t be making her life harder than it has been in the past. “We’re not used to all this.”
“I get it,” she admits with a small smile. I can tell she’s drained. “I’m a noob in this department, too.”
“Stay here and calm down,” I urge and lay a very light kiss on the top of her nose. “We’ll start gathering your things in the living room and leave this room last so you can have a break from us. If things still feel too much, tell me. We’ll get a second car, so we’re not crammed in one vehicle.”
“No. That sounds like a hassle,” she confesses and closes her eyes for a moment. “We… can just do one car.”
“Nothing is a hassle when it comes to you, Astraea,” I whisper, hoping she’ll get some rest. If she does fall asleep, we’ll aim to move her as effortlessly as possible to not wake her up. “Just rest for a bit. If you need to sleep, go ahead. Just know you’re safe with us, and we’ll ensure everything is okay.”
“Okay…” I doubt she could even argue with me. She’s dozing off faster than she can grasp. “Thank you.”
It still feels weird to hear such gratitude from an Omega. How easy it is for her. All I hear from Omegas these days is the consistent reminder of what an Alpha should be doing. That nothing we do is over and beyond the expected.
Yet, Astraea not only acknowledges our aid but is willing to express gratitude when due, without feeling our actions are obligations forced by society’s rules.
I stay there for a few minutes, watching to make sure she’s fast asleep. Once I’m sure she’s deep in the realms of slumber, I sneak out of the room to see Kai and Kenji have already packed a big chunk of stuff.
Maybe Kenji is right. We’re a lot faster and have the manpower to get this move quicker than a group of Betas who might sell such information to anyone who wants to hurt us.
With Astraea in the picture now, we’re going to have to be more careful.
“Is she asleep?” Kenji asks.
I nod before pulling off my shirt, knowing I’m gonna be sweaty in a hot minute. The idea immediately has my mind gearing up for spontaneous ideas.
“Yo. Take your shirts off.”
“Because…” Kai asks, but he lowers the box in his grasp and begins to unbutton his dress shirt. Kenji doesn’t even ask questions. He just strips and tosses his ripped t-shirt that’s beneath the brown jumpsuit he’s sporting for the “look” of it.
“Until we actually have a main nest, she should get used to our scents,” I declare. “She got overwhelmed because our scents are all so strong, and she’s not used to them mashing together with hers. It made her feel overstimulated, which is why she feels drained.”
Kai and Kenji exchange a look. From their gazes, they’re piecing everything together and realizing I have a point.
“With the shirts, she’ll begin to adapt to our scents. It’ll be less overwhelming for her.”
“Okay,” Kai agrees and offers me his dress shirt. “What about Nate? In fact, why isn’t he here?”