Fayes POV:
The lounge sinks beneath me as I settle into its cool fabric, Cade on one side and Hunter on the other.
King has taken the seat across from us, the single arm chair faces the room and almost resembles a throne. A king sitting on his throne facing his loyal subjects... Or maybe I'm just being a tad dramatic.
This is the first time i've seen him since uhhh .... the incident.
I stop myself from thinking about that situation, God knows I can't control my scent at all and I wouldn't want to set anyone off for better or worse.
Cade has grabbed one of the many throw blankets from the lounge and placed it over me, savage and him.
The weight of it feels amazing on my lap and helps in calming my racing heart- or that could also be from the help of Hunters big hand that's resting around my shoulder making me feel grounded.
For someone who doesn't like touch and is apparently known for his isolation - he has not left my side for more than an hour since we first met.
48 hours ago.
I have to keep reminding myself that all this has happened in only two mere days.
My whole world has been flipped on itself in two days - forty-eight hours.
I need to go check on my family, I need to go find my heat suppressors, I need some time to think, but most importantly I need clothes.
While I appreciate Savage loaning me his shirt, it hasn't exactly given me a lot of cover from the weather or wondering eyes.
My bare legs are grateful to be covered right now by the blanket but I highly doubt savage appreciates it.
When he first gave me his shirt I told him I couldn't accept it and I would just wear my old dirty clothes from the night before, but he said it was for him more than it was for me.
Whatever that means...
Looking around the room I try to imagine how I would fit into this pack.
Everyone's relationships, places, roles and dynamics are already established and some of the guys have known each other for decades.
I think thats why i've found myself spending the most time with Hunter.
He is a part of this pack of course, but his relationship with them all is more familiar than the romantic connection we have. It's something new, a way I fit into their dynamics without disrupting how it already is.
Well that or the fact he won't let me out of his site...
Don't get me wrong i'm flattered - I mean the main thing I know about this man is that he isn't quick to form connections and prefers his alone time, but its also confusing and overwhelming and all happening so fast.
As If Cade can see the internal battle i'm having with myself he turn his face to mine, looking into my eyes and offering a silent look of encouragement.
Always my own personal hero.
I give him a small smile back, seeing his eyes light up at the secret understanding between us.
Me and him against the world. Just like it was back then.
"Come on King, we're all here now. Let's discuss."
"I mean i'm sure you've got a list of bullet points we need to cover and i'm not sure about the others, but I can think of a hundred other things I would rather be doing to welcome our latest packmate - then just sitting around talking."
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The Darkest Choice | Omegaverse
Romans"Look at how pretty she looks bent over my lap, all desperate for her mates. Isn't that right pretty little Omega? You want all your mates to take care of you, fix that ache in your core that only your mates can mend." The needy whine that escapes...
