Page 58 of Generation Omega: Revealed
I take another bite and savor it. “There’s a lot to this, big and small details that we’re going to be discovering one at a time. Our scents are just the beginning.” I stare at the remaining half of the sandwich on my plate, realizing that Gideon cut it for me, diagonally.Gideon Blakecut my sandwich in half.
“Will you tell me what you’re thinking?”
“I’m just amazed that it’s you… that I’m here with my favorite actor, eating lunch like I won a meet-and-greet contest.” Tears are lining up when I look at Gideon. “Ethan said to tell you that he’s glad it’s you and that sometimes it’s okay to meet your heroes. Thank you for being you, and not a creep.”
“We don’t get points for not being creeps, only for being the most honorable versions of ourselves.” Gideon seems wistful. “That’s what my dad always said, a variation anyway. He passed away last year, and he was always the most honorable version of himself. I try though I don’t always succeed, but I’ve never wanted to succeed more than I do right now with you.”
I don’t know what to say. My weary heart doesn’t feel like it can take much more.
Gideon eases the weight of his attention on me, but I know he’s still completely focused. “Can you tell me what you’re most afraid of right now?”
“Ethan was different on the phone. I mean, he’s hurt and he doesn’t know where he is or what all of this means. I thought he wanted to get out of this, away from me, but then he didn’t.” My throat attempts to choke me, but I push on anyway. “What I’m most afraid of is that I’ll hold on when I shouldn’t and that he won’t let go when he should. I can’t be neutral about Ethan, and he can’t be neutral about me. I don’t want to be the reason he can’t live a normal life, if all this omega stuff means that he and I can’t ever be together again.”
Gideon seems conflicted, his eyebrows becoming quite expressive. He waits until I’m almost finished with my grilled cheese to ask, “Can you try to trust me about something?”
“I can try.” I’m dubious and it’s not hidden.
“I will ensure that you and Ethan make the best choices for yourselves, each other, and our pack, but I can promise you that theto stay or to goissue will resolve itself. It’s not something you need to fret about right now.” His certainty inspires a heap of questions, making me wonder what guidance the legacy is giving him and whether it’s worth pushing to know more.
Trust your alpha.
Let him lead you and carry your burdens.
Giving trust builds stronger bonds.
Gideon’s waiting for my answer, and I blow out a breath. “Fine, for now.” I finish my sandwich and cast my greedy omega gaze at his plate.
He catches me eyeing the remaining half of his grilled cheese and trades our plates, giving himself the empty one. “I can make more.”
“You may have to. My omega is ravenous, though her desires are for everything… including you.”
Gideon closes his eyes, as though willing himself to remain where he is. I solve that problem by climbing off my stool and onto his lap. I cuddle into him while he rests his chin on my head, sighing his contentment that I’m as close as we both need me to be. There, I consume his sandwich, relishing it to the last bite. Then I allow myself to be held, our connection easing the emotional fractures inside me.
“Ethan doesn’t want me to hold back from you or the bond we’re supposed to be forming.”
Our hearts beat together, singing a song of solace and hope.
“I appreciate that, and my inner alpha is beyond thrilled. But we’ll take this one step at a time.” A simmering fury radiates through him into me. “I won’t allow your alphas to do anything that you aren’t ready for, as much as it’s within my power to control the pace of all this.”
I hide my face against his chest. “I appreciate that, but my inner omega mostly just wants to mount everything, including you.”
Gideon laughs and jostles me on his lap. “I don’t know whether to invite her aboard or put her in time-out. What do you think?”
I lean away from him and catch the lust in his eyes that’s absolutely mirrored in mine. I’m suddenly an effective multitasker—grieving, overwhelmed, swooning, and horny. “I’m thinking we should go up to the shower and have ourknot revealparty.”
“Oh,fuck,” he murmurs, squeezing his eyes shut as his erection returns. “I finally had it under control.”
I grin and burrow closer, enjoying the feeling of his hardness beneath me. It’s not just my omega who wants to mount him, but no one needs to know that little detail. An awareness hits me like a truth I already knew. We won’t always be separate—my omega and me. The reveal is an introduction, not just for my alphas and me, but for these parts of us that have been awakened.
That makes me curious about what might already be inside all of us. Does everyone have an omega or alpha waiting to emerge? Or does this only happen to certain people at certain times? And is there something other than omegas and alphas, betas even? Have we even scratched the surface of all that’s possible if we stop suppressing our instincts?
I realize I’m staring at Gideon and that he’s staring back at me, both of us entirely content to be seen by each other. My gaze drifts from his beautiful brown eyes to his full lips, the lower one plump enough to bite. Iwantto bite him, but even more than that, I want him to bite me. I find myself baring my neck to him, needy and whimpering.
He surges forward, his mouth on my tender skin, his teeth grazing exactly where I want his bite. I grind against his cock while his hands tighten on my waist, holding me in place. The sense of being caught causes me to groan. Desire has never been this all-consuming. Even without his hands confining me, I couldn’t move. I wouldn’t. Ever. This connection, our hearts, our breaths coming faster… it’s addicting.
“Not yet, baby girl,” Gideon mutters with absolute regret and practically tears himself away from my neck.
He sets me on my chair, but pulls it closer, trapping my legs between his, the two of us now facing each other. His eyes remain closed as he struggles for control. My eyes stay wide open as I watch him battling sinful urges, knowing I win either way this goes. Because he’s mine as much as I’m his, and it’s only a matter of time before I’ll get his bite and we take this to a whole new level.
