Knot Only His: A Hockey Reverse Harem Omegaverse (Knot Forever Book 3) by Evie Ellis

Author:Evie Ellis [Ellis, Evie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2025-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Asher

Harlow brought cookies - the scent of vanilla and butter fills the air as she hands them to him from a paper bag.

“Freya made these for you,” she tells him. Not answering his question.

His face lights up. “Can I have one now?”

“After dinner,” I say, and he pouts but doesn’t argue.

Harlow shrugs. “You have to listen to the alphas in the house. They are the bossy ones.”

“Are you bossy?” Jagger asks.

Harlow’s fingers thread through his hair. It's so natural, she doesn't even realize as she glances at me, wondering how to react to his question.

She lowers, kneeling in front of him. She touches his face with such tenderness that her omega nature shines through. The gesture is so maternal it makes my chest tight.

Damn her resistance.

“I can be,” she says, but she tilts her head to me and smiles. “Are you going to show me your home?”

Jagger takes her hand again as he tells where all the rooms in the house are. I follow behind as he leads Harlow through our home, watching her reactions.

When we pass the study, Oliver and Parker are huddled close, their whispered conversation cutting off abruptly. The tension is thick enough to taste.

Their eyes follow her as we walk by and both men nod to me as I pass.

“This is your room!” Jagger announces, pushing open the door to the room we prepared for Harlow.

I hang back, studying her face as she takes in the nest we built. The bed is piled with our clothes - shirts, sweaters, things carrying our scents. Enough for her to decide what she likes.

Hopefully, she’ll want a bit of everything.

Something flickers across her expression as she picks up one of Oliver’s hoodies.

“It’s beautiful, but...” She inhales deeply, her brow furrowing. “Something’s missing.”

The scents mingle in the air—coconut, vanilla, and pineapple. But she’s right. There’s an emptiness, a gap where another note should be. We’ve always thought that it was our omega’s scent that was missing.

“Do you think your pack is complete?” she asks suddenly, turning to me.

“Do you?” I reply softly.

She shakes her head, opening her mouth to respond when a knock echoes through the house.

I glance at my watch. I groan. “It’s the social worker.”

I catch the flash of panic in her eyes before she smooths her expression.

“Okay, let’s pretend we’re a pack,” she says.

“Just be real,” I tell her.

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