Resistant Omegas 5: Dewey by Joyee Flynn (book club suggestions TXT) 📕

I laughed as my man practically had to crawl into the chopper because he was so fucking tall and wide. He chuckled as he joined me on the bench, helping me strap in as he gave me quick kisses. When we were ready, the chopper took off and I was where I should have been… Snuggled in the arms of the man I loved.

Sweet!

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I awoke with a start when the helicopter touched down. Taggart held me tightly and the moment I smelled him I relaxed. Everything that had happened surfaced to the front of my mind and I realized we must be in Denver. Which meant I was scared, nervous, excited, hopeful… And ready to vomit all at the same time. While Taggart was the picture of calm since he was only feeling slightly wary.

“Maybe running away wasn’t such a bad idea after all,” I mumbled as the chopper started to shut down and four very, very large men approached us.

“Naw, I can take them if I need to, baby,” Tag said in his best reassuring voice.

“Carson was right that you guys were problem children,” the large blond called out with a smile. “I can still smell the wolfsbane in your system, Taggart, so let’s not try anything when we’re here to help you.” The three men with him gave us a curious look before glancing at the blond. “My name is Tristan Modesto. This is my Alpha, Jared, and our Betas, Cameron and Rhyce. We are all mated and mean you no harm.”

“You’ll forgive us for not blindly believing that after our last pack,” Taggart replied as he lifted me out of the chopper once he was standing on the ground. “What are they feeling, baby?”

“Mostly confusion and relief that I’m in better shape than they would have thought,” I answered, staring at the men. I glanced at the smallest of them, which was a relative thing because he was still well over six feet. “And the Alpha’s glad I’m not alone in this and have someone I love.”

“You can read minds,” Alpha Jared said with a nod. “That’s good.”

“No, I can’t actually,” I countered as I grabbed a few of our smaller bags. There was no way Taggart was going to let me carry much but I could still help. “I can feel strong emotions and an image here and there of why the person’s feeling it. I can also knock people out and throw a net over Taggart so no one can read his mind or their powers affect him.”

“Oh that one’s cool. Could you teach me how to do that?” Tristan asked, his eyes going wide. “Carson showed me how to freeze people and I helped him control the voices he was hearing which were the thoughts around him. I get the feelings and images thing but only when I turn it on if you want to put it like that. Can you control it?”

“No,” I hedged, glancing at Tag. He smiled and nodded as if agreeing these were good guys. “I’d like to. It’s hard when you’re in trouble and you’re being swarmed by feelings and images that you don’t want to know.”

“Better than setting shit on fire on accident.” Tristan laughed as his men shook their heads. “We rescued another Omega a month ago from his nut-job Alpha uncle. His gift is fire and he kept losing control of it. Turns out he’s part witch too, so he’s working with Omegas and a witch to learn control.”

“I’m glad he has help.” I smiled. I knew what he was doing. Tristan wasn’t trying to gossip or ramble because he was nervous. He was letting us know that they’d helped others and could help us.

“Yeah, he’s living happily with the Cheyenne pack and his inner circle now,” Tristan said with a wink. “You can always call Edric for a reference that we’re the good guys.” I liked him. We both knew what he was doing so why play coy with it?

“I think we’re good.” I got four bright grins for the statement and they helped us unload. Just as we got to their house the Council’s chopper fired up and took off minutes later. We followed them up to our room, where Tristan shared a glance with Jared and sighed.

“You’re going to get pissed and I just ask for some patience,” Tristan started, pinching the bridge of his nose after he set the bags down.

“You won’t let me be in the same room as Dewey,” Taggart said quietly. “I understand. You don’t know me and I bet the Council didn’t sanction my being pulled out from our pack.”

“No they didn’t,” Jared replied as he leaned his shoulders against the wall. “You seem like a good guy and Carson told us your first thoughts were always about Dewey’s safety. But we can’t give the Council a recommendation on how to handle the situation if we can’t objectively assess it. Just give us some time and jump through a few hoops so we can do this right and keep you guys together.”

“No,” I growled instantly and took Taggart’s hand. “Let’s go.”

“Baby,” he whispered and didn’t move when I pulled on his arm. “You know we can’t run now. We’ve been given sanctuary. If we ran from a bad pack and inner circle there was a chance we wouldn’t be killed because we were the victims. We run now and we’re in deep shit.”

“I fucked everything up by agreeing to come with them, didn’t I?” I was horror-struck at how badly I screwed us. I thought I’d been doing the right thing.

“I know you’re scared, Dewey,” Tristan said gently as he squatted down so he didn’t seem so imposing. “I was shitting bright-pink kittens when I came here to be the Omega. We all have to adapt and go through some adjustments but I can promise you that if we see Taggart is good for you and your love is real, we’ll fight for you to