Page 38 of Broken Alpha (Unwanted #1)

“You wouldn’t be intruding, I’m offering.

I can even sell this condo, and we’ll get an actual home if that’s what you want.

I’m not under any illusion that we’re okay and that I’m forgiven for what I’ve done.

I won’t make you uncomfortable and force you to share a space with me.

I don’t know where our relationship stands right now, and that scares me, but I’m willing to do whatever you need me to do.

If it’s just to provide financial support, I’m okay with that. ”

“Why on earth would you be okay with that? Why would I keep you around for financial reasons? That’s shallow and fucked up.

Besides, if I keep this pup, it’ll need a father.

Like you said, you’re not magically forgiven, I’m still pissed.

But I can’t imagine my life without you, and I certainly can’t imagine having this pup without you. ”

“You’ll keep it?” I asked, hope latching on to my words.

“I’ll think about it,” Aidyn replied honestly.

I woke yesterday feeling like I had been hit by a truck, and this morning, like I was drowning in nausea.

I had barely rolled over before bile crept up my throat, and I dashed to the bathroom, emptying the contents of my stomach into the porcelain.

By the time my body had nothing left to offer, sweat ran down my back and forehead, and I groaned, leaning my head against my arm that was draped across the toilet seat.

“Hey, only one of us gets to throw up in the morning.”

I turned to see Aidyn standing in the doorway in a pair of my black boxer briefs, his face worried.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” I said groggily.

“You didn’t completely. Your phone started vibrating after you dashed off.”

I made a small sound of acknowledgment and leaned against the wall. Aidyn moved to sit beside me, and I glanced at him, worry still etched on his face. I reached over and took his hand, kissing the back of it and smiling weakly.

“Morning sickness kicking in yet?”

“No,” Aidyn said, shaking his head and looking down at his stomach. “I have about a week or two to decide if I’m keeping this baby. If I do, then that’s also about the time frame in which morning sickness kicks in. Apparently, it’s common with male Omegas, so I'm totally looking forward to that.”

I chuckled softly at his touch of sarcasm, rubbing the back of his hand with my thumb.

“Luke. Let me return the mark. You’ll feel better —-”

“No.”

Aidyn looked surprised then, even a little wounded at my outright refusal.

I struggled to get up and reached for the mouthwash on the counter, rinsing my mouth out quickly before reaching down for Aidyn.

When he stood up, I picked him up and set him down on the counter so that we were eye-to-eye, and I could lightly nuzzle his neck, breathing him in.

“I’ve wanted to mark you the moment I met you.

I know where I want my mark to be, and this”—my thumb brushed over the mark I had placed at the junction of his collarbone.

“Isn’t where I wanted. I forced my bite on you, and this is punishment for doing so.

I won’t force you to bite me to make me feel better. ”

“It wouldn’t be forced,” Aidyn mumbled, avoiding my gaze.

My Alpha preened, knowing that Aidyn would willingly return my mark despite everything that had happened between us, but now wasn’t the time.

“I want to do it right. I want you to be coherent and consent to my mark fully. And after we recover from me marking you again, you’ll give me yours, and I know exactly where I want it too.”

I ran my fingers on the inside of his thigh, his breath catching at my touch. “I’ll mark you here, on your inner thigh. Every day, you’ll have to spread your legs for me, and only me, so that I may tend to the mark, licking and sucking it each morning, making you want me.”

“I already want you,” Aidyn said, but his voice was breathless.

I raised my gaze to look at him, and his cheeks were flushed beneath hooded eyes, his pheromones spiking with his arousal, and I knew if I touched his entrance, he’d be wet for me.

I growled quietly at the thought, brushing against him so that he could feel what the thought had done to me, and he moaned softly.

“A-and where would my mark go?” he struggled to ask, his voice laced with arousal.

I picked up his hand and placed it at the base of my skull on the back of my neck. “I want your mark here after you’ve topped me.”

“What?!” Aidyn’s eyes grew large. Gone was the scent of arousal, replaced with surprise and unease. “Alphas don’t bottom or submit to Omegas, Luke.”

“And I’m not a normal Alpha, and you’re not a normal Omega. I want the world to know that I submitted to my Omega. That I will always submit to my Omega, my mate, whenever he asks it of me.”

Aidyn stared at me with wide eyes, but I could see the unshed tears that filled them. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to my lips. I tried to pull off, aware that mouthwash wasn’t sufficient enough to erase the emptying of my stomach, but Aidyn pulled me closer, kissing me again.

“I love you,” he said finally. “I know I haven’t told you that yet, but I want you to know I do. I can be mad at you all I want, pissed off at the situation you put us in, but I know that that doesn’t change how I feel about you. You’re my Alpha, my Mate, and we’ll deal with this together.”