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A Rom-Com RH Omegaverse Series

Knot Your Damn Omega (Slate City Omegaverse)

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Avery stepped closer. “They put all the bags of lingerie in your bathroom. I’d like you to try it on.”<br /> <br /> All the blood drained from my face. “Now?” <br /> <br /> “Right now. I’ll talk to them about our conversation, and when you’re ready, you come down.” <br /> <br /> Terror built in my chest—all the fear I didn’t know what to do with. <br /> <br /> “Give us a chance to change that image in your head, baby girl. Please.” <br /> I closed my eyes. It was a choice I had to make. I either trusted them enough to show them all of me, or I needed to walk away. Because I couldn’t be a part of a pack that wouldn’t accept every piece of me, and they didn’t want any walls between us. “Okay.” <br /> <br /> He smiled. “Good girl. We’ll be in the living room.” <br /> <br /> They didn’t start talking until I was halfway up the stairs, and I was glad I couldn’t hear what they were saying.<br /> <br /> There were way too many bags in the bathroom. All filled with lacy fabric and crisp tissue paper sticking out of the top. I peeked into the main room, but it was a mess of boxes and unassembled furniture all clustered in the middle so the walls could still be accessed. <br /> <br /> Okay. You can do this. <br /> <br /> I splashed cool water on my face and took my hair out of my ponytail. Fast. I needed to do this fast or I would lose my nerve. <br /> <br /> Digging through the bags, and doing my best not to spoil the surprise of the other things they bought, I finally found it. The tags on it were gone. Those sneaky bastards. I was sure all the tags were already gone so I couldn’t see the prices. <br /> <br /> I undressed and tossed my clothes on the sink before lifting the dress and bringing it over my head. <br /> <br /> The blue silk fell around me in a smooth, satiny wave. The pearls were cool on my skin and rolled into place smoothly. In the mirror, I blushed. It was so pretty. The softness on my bare skin and the way my hair fell around my face, I looked beautiful. <br /> <br /> It wasn’t a thought I had often. Not because I had any illusions about what I looked like, but because of what I’d talked about with Avery. I rarely, if ever, wore what I really wanted. Even the night I met Ben, it had been a dress of Eva’s. It looked great on me, but it wasn’t what I would have chosen for myself. <br /> <br /> Running my hands down the fabric, I loved all of it, but the thought of going downstairs was still like walking straight into my funeral. There wasn’t a way to conquer this fear without facing it. And yet, I wanted to stay locked in here forever, just me in the dress. If I was by myself, there was no one to laugh at me. <br /> <br /> My stomach flipped with nerves. Someone would come looking for me when I didn’t come down. By now Avery would have told them enough. I didn’t want them to suddenly feel like they had to walk on eggshells around me because I was afraid of them. I wasn’t afraid of them. It was the cruelty of my own mind.<br /> <br /> I hated that I was so freaking broken I couldn’t even walk into a room with a pack who was on my side without ending up a mess. It was that thought which finally drove me from the room and down the stairs. <br /> <br /> The dress had a train on it, dragging behind me down the stairs, and for a brief, fleeting moment, I felt like I was in a different time, descending the stairs to a ball filled with suitors waiting for me. <br /> <br /> In the living room the television was on, low in the background while they talked. What was I going to do, sweep in there and yell ‘ta-da’? I stopped just outside the door, terror sinking through me all over again. Under my skin, the urge to run was building. My entire body shook.<br /> <br /> Conversation stopped in the room. <br /> <br /> Luke’s voice. “Esme?” <br /> <br /> I didn’t answer him. <br /> <br /> “We can scent you, sweetheart. Are you going to come out?” <br /> <br /> “No,” I mumbled. But I took a deep breath, curled my hands into fists, and walked out into view. My spine was so straight it could snap.<br /> <br /> They were all staring at me, and no one spoke. All the air was gone. There was nothing to breathe, and they were still in complete silence. I couldn’t stay here, not while they stared and decided what they thought of this version of me. <br /> <br /> I turned and took one step. <br /> <br /> “No you don’t,” Kade’s voice froze me in my tracks, all Alpha bark. He was already halfway across the room to me, eyes roving over me and this confection of a dress. <br /> <br /> He took me in his arms, purring while one hand wove solidly into my hair to make sure I didn’t look away. “If anyone, anyone, makes you feel like you’re less because you want to wear something that makes you feel beautiful, they’ll have to deal with me.” <br /> <br /> I shuddered, blinking back tears of relief. <br /> <br /> “There’s nothing funny about this. You are stunning. That’s the reason we didn’t say anything, because there are no words for how beautiful you look.”

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