Page 4 of Knot Our Mistake (Knot Ours #1)

CHAPTER

FOUR

brAN

“She isn’t comfortable.” I stated as I placed the head of lettuce on the counter.

“Clearly. She just arrived.” Leo countered as he took out the cutting board and placed it on the marble top.

“I mean…her past. Something is making her uncomfortable.” I sighed. “We need to prove this is a safe place.”

“Sort of hard to do with our alpha acting like a dick.”

“I’m not a dick.” James slammed the screen door as he entered the kitchen from the outside. “We didn’t order her. I did not sign those papers. It’s fraud, a fucking set up and don’t you dare get attached because she isn’t staying.”

That’s what he thought, but if Leo and I had any input she most definitely wouldn’t be going anywhere.

In fact, I’m glad that whatever mixup happened and she was here, because it had been a long time since we saw such a beautiful face.

We hadn’t had a female in our presence since we had our beta and that… ended badly.

“She sure is nice to look at.” Leo commented.

“We don’t need a female.” James growled. “We live on fucking farm. This is no place for high heels and curling irons.”

“It could be.” I shrugged as I tossed a cucumber onto the counter. There was nothing wrong with the omega wearing heels every once in a while, and I happened to love the long strands of hair that fell to the curve of her back.

“Oh yeah. She’ll fit in perfectly among the horse shit and muddy pastures.”

“She could like it here.” Leo tried to reason.

“She won’t. Not coming here looking like that. Not when we couldn’t even keep a beta as a companion. You two may be ready to set yourself up for heartbreak, but I’m not. If we can’t get the agency to accept her back, we’ll have to sell her off ourselves.”

My stomach rolled at the mere suggestion. “You wouldn’t.”

“We’d have no choice.” He lowered his voice. “You saw the designer bags, the clothes, the accessories. Do you honestly think you could make her happy?”

“I think I sure as hell am willing to try.”

“We aren’t ready for kids.” James pointed out.

“Speak for yourself. I’m more than ready.” I slammed the knife into the lettuce head hard, forcing the round orb to split in two. “I’m ready for the kids. The family. The pattering of feet as it runs down the hallway.”

“We tried it before, remember. It didn’t work out.”

“No.” I shook my head. “She didn’t work out.

She wasn’t loyal and that wasn’t on us that was on her.

We would have given that beta the world.

But this is an omega, a rare fucking gem in this world, nearly impossible to get our hands on, and she is ours.

Dropped into our laps like a priceless gift and you want to give it up, give her up, give up what she represents and the future she could hold all because you… what? Had your pride hurt.”

“I’d watch your tone beta.” James was seething. Good.

“She is your only chance at a child with your bloodline. Leo and I … we can find someone else to expand our family, easy. You?”

“Enough.”

“I’m only saying…”

James’ hand slammed down onto the counter. “I said enough, beta. You speak so fucking freely like you have forgotten your place in the hierarchy.”

“Is there a hierarchy among friends and family?” Leo mumbled.

“I’ll not hear it from you too.” James grumbled at Leo.

“I wonder if she’s on suppressants.” Leo pondered, ignoring our alpha.

“We could ask.” I hoped she wasn’t. Our alpha may be against this union, but he hated change. He didn’t see the bigger picture and just what this union could do for him, for us, as a whole.

“She’s not staying long enough for us to be privy to that private information.” James leaned over the sink, the water running, soap covering him up to his elbow.

“I put her into the spare room. She seems satisfied with the arrangement.” Leo had grabbed a bowl, squeezing lemon juice into it for a dressing.

“Shocking.” I got a glimpse of James rolling his eyes. “It’s not furnished richly, I’m surprised she even stepped foot into it.”

“You’re being unfair.” Leo pointed out. “What did her report say about her?”

“I didn’t read it.” James admitted. “But it won’t tell me anything I can’t figure out with my own eyes and a bit of sense.”

“Humm.” I hummed to myself as I continued to chop.

“What does that mean?”

“Oh nothing.” I shrugged, except it wasn’t nothing.

He judged the girl, without giving her a chance to speak for herself.

But I wouldn’t call him out on the bullshit he is trying to pull, he’d have to figure it out on his own.

After all, it wasn’t a beta’s place to question him, as he so kindly pointed out earlier.

“If you have something to say…” James growled. “Say it.”

“And what, get told I said too much? No thank you.” I chopped down extra hard.

“Bran.” James began. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have used my privilege to lessen your voice.”

I ignored him as I chopped because I didn’t have much to say upon it. We agreed long ago that though he was head of our household, we were equals, and yet the moment an omega enters, gets under his skin by merely existing in our space, he forgot our vow of equality.

“I think maybe you should get to know her.” Leo broke the tension. “She seems sweet enough.”

“You’re desperate.”

“Do you blame us?” Leo began to whisk in oil to his lemon juice and seasoning. “All I’ve had is the two of you for a good few years now and no offense, but there is just something different about a female and if the rumors are true about an omega…”

“You will not be finding out. She’s not staying.”

“We’ll see about that.” Leo laughed, ignoring how angry it made James. “Maybe you should go change. You’ve got dirt all over your clothing.”

“I will not be changing for an omega.” James growled.

“You smell too.” Leo tacked on.

“Let her gag on my stench.” James crossed his arms, looking very much like a child and not an alpha of his own unit.

“I do not hate your scent, alpha.” Sophia met our eyes quickly from the doorway, “May I enter?”