The Secret Omega: A Rejected Mate MF Omegaverse (Goldenrod Book 3) by Emily North

Author:Emily North [North, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-04-07T00:00:00+00:00

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Things Only I Know

Noah

Wyatt and I run for two hours straight.

We don’t talk or stop for water. I think, though. A lot.

Distantly, I wonder if I should appreciate this more—mountains that grow larger the closer I get to them, strange animals I see peeking out at us from behind trees and bushes, and even the rocks and streams.

I was raised to fear the world outside of Goldenrod, after all. To be released—set free on the other side of the fence—was the greatest punishment of all. Not to mention, what we’ve learned recently about the intentions of the people lurking out here.

But I barely process any of it, let alone the fact that I’ve left Goldenrod for the first time in my life.

Instead, my mind is singularly focused on reaching Hetty as quickly as possible. But the more I have to think about that, the louder the voice in my head becomes…

Why are you doing this?

What do you hope to gain?

Maybe Wyatt’s right and I’m fascinated with her. But why?

I don’t know, I realize. But over the past few months, something’s changed between us. It’s not only … the touching but some sort of vibe shift. I can’t explain it, and I can’t control it.

It came to a head this afternoon. I know there are reasons why I’ve pushed her away, but the further we get from Goldenrod, the harder it is to remember them. It occurred to me that I can’t be without her a second longer. It’s as though something catastrophic will happen if I’m not there to protect her.

If she was an omega, it would make sense. I’d have reason to think she was my mate.

But she’s only a beta.

So, no, she can’t be my mate. Just an important person to me. Basically, a member of the family. No different from Stella. My stomach churns at the thought. Not my sister. I don’t know what she is to me anymore, but it’s not that.

Pushing my unease and questions down deep, I keep my body moving. I’ve never run so hard or so far—it feels surprisingly good. Natural, really.

By the time we slow down, it’s twilight, the pink and purple sunset glowing behind the tree branches. We’re still moving swiftly, though, darting through the trees.

Suddenly, my senses are piqued by the scent of familiar people nearby and the earthy scent of water; a familiar urge erupts inside of me. The same feeling from Cypress House when confronted with an angry Run. It comes to me out of nowhere—ramming into me like a brick wall.

A singular, restless impatience crackling under my skin.

Wyatt stops, inhaling the wind before turning to me, his face shadowed by the impending darkness.

“Look,” he starts. “I think there’s some sort of gathering happening up ahead. But let me do the talking. I’ll explain before you—”

I don’t let him finish.

Swerving and rushing forward, I hear him calling out my name. But I ignore him, my feet pounding the soft forest floor, branches and bushes smacking me in the face, tearing my dress shirt.

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