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17. Tyler
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I’m walking back to my dorm, and I’m reeling. My mind is spinning, racing through everything that just happened. Tyler wants me. He actually wants me. I can still feel the warmth of his body pressed against mine, the way he trembled when I touched him, the way his scent filled the room, thick and intoxicating. That wasn’t something he could fake, wasn’t something he could control. He gave me his silver—his Omega instincts opened up to me, and he scented me. But as I walk, another thought creeps into my mind: Jace.Fuck.He’s a good guy. Sweet, soft, everything an Omega should be. But now, after tonight, it’s clear as day that I can’t keep stringing him along. There’s no way in hell I’m going to make Tyler doubt me, not after he gave me his silver and scented me like that. He was vulnerable with me, raw in a way I’ve never seen before, and I can’t fuck this up. I won’t.As much as I hate to admit it, Jace was always a distraction. He was easy. He didn’t push me, didn’t challenge me
Last Updated : 2025-01-24Knot My Alpha 19. Tyler
I wake up to the uncomfortable feeling of being watched, and when I open my eyes, Jacob is standing over me, arms crossed, his face twisted into a deep frown.“What the hell?” I groan, rubbing my eyes and sitting up. “Why are you staring at me like that?”Jacob doesn’t answer right away. He just sniffs the air, his frown deepening, before finally speaking. “Why does this room smell like Landon Hayes?”My entire body goes rigid. Blood rushes to my face, and I know I’m blushing like a damn tomato. My mind races as I try to figure out what to say, how to explain why Landon’s scent is all over the room—and me.He raises an eyebrow, waiting for me to respond. “Well?”“I…” I stammer, pulling the blanket up to my chest like it’s some kind of shield. “I can explain.”“Yeah,” Jacob says dryly, still frowning. “You’d better.”I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts, but it’s no use. My brain is still a mess after last night, and I can barely make sense of it myself, let alone explain
Last Updated : 2025-01-24Knot My Alpha 20. Landon
I spot Tyler the second I walk into the dining hall. He’s sitting with Jacob, looking flustered, glancing around like he knows something’s coming but doesn’t know what. I can’t help the smirk that pulls at my lips. The way he’s reacting just to the sight of me from across the room and it’s exactly the kind of reaction I crave. And it’s not just any reaction—it’s Tyler’s reaction.My eyes lock on him, and I can see the way his body tenses, his fingers gripping his fork a little too tightly. It’s that good kind of uncomfortable, the kind that makes him squirm but in a way that sends all his signals firing off. And then there’s that scent. That apple pie scent that’s already filling the room, making it impossible to think about anything else.Fuck, he smells good.I lean against the wall, watching him from a distance, enjoying the show. He’s trying so hard to act like I’m not getting to him, but I can see the cracks. The way his body responds to me, even when he’s doing everything he c
Last Updated : 2025-02-01Knot My Alpha 21. Tyler
I’m still sitting there, completely frozen, trying to process what the hell just happened. My heart’s racing, my face is burning, and I can’t seem to catch my breath. Landon just… he just kissed me. In front of everyone.I can still feel the heat of his lips on mine, the way he growled “Mine” like he was branding me, like he was staking a claim on me for the entire world to see. And the worst part? I let him. I didn’t push him away, didn’t fight it. I… I gave in. I said it. I told him I was his.Jacob’s staring at me from across the table, his fork suspended in midair, his eyes wide with shock. “Dude,” he finally says, his voice low and almost disbelieving. “What just happened?”I blink, still feeling like I’m in a daze, and slowly shake my head. “I… I don’t know.”“Did he just…?”“Yeah.”“And you…?”“Yeah.”Jacob puts his fork down, leaning forward, his face a mixture of concern and disbelief. “Tyler, what the actual fuck? You just let Landon Hayes kiss you in front of the whole scho
Last Updated : 2025-02-02Knot My Alpha 22. Tyler
“I’m sorry.”I blink, surprised by the apology. Landon doesn’t do apologies, at least not the Landon I’m used to. But here he is, looking like he’s barely holding it together.“I wasn’t thinking,” he continues, his voice cracking a little. “I was so… worked up, and I saw you with Noah, and I just—fuck, Tyler, I lost control. I was way too aggressive, and I didn’t even give you a chance to think or say anything. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”He finally looks up at me, his eyes full of something I’m not used to seeing in him—guilt. Genuine guilt.“I don’t know what the hell’s wrong with me,” he mutters, running a hand through his hair again. “I’ve never felt like this before, so possessive, so… out of control. And I know that’s not fair to you. You didn’t ask for any of this, and I shouldn’t have acted like I had some claim on you without even asking. I’m sorry, Tyler. I was an ass.”I stare at him for a moment, completely taken aback by how raw he’s being. This isn’t the Land
Last Updated : 2025-02-02Knot My Alpha 23. Tyler
Jacob walks back into the dorm, whistling like nothing in the world is wrong. He throws his bag onto his bed and glances at me, sprawled out on my own bed, staring at the ceiling like it holds all the answers.“Hey, Ty. You good?” he asks, noticing the tension in the room. His eyebrows furrow as he looks at me more closely. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”I sit up, running my hands through my hair. I don’t even know where to start. All the emotions swirling inside me have been boiling over since Landon left earlier, and now it’s like I’m about to explode. Jacob’s become my best friend, and I’ve been holding all this in for too long.“No, Jacob. I’m not good,” I finally blurt out, and he freezes mid-step, clearly taken aback by my sudden outburst. “I’m really not good.”He raises an eyebrow and sits down on the edge of his bed, giving me his full attention. “Alright. Spill. What happened?”I take a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. “It’s Landon. He came by earlier. After
Last Updated : 2025-02-03Knot My Alpha 24. Tyler
I’m sitting outside, trying to enjoy a rare moment of peace between classes when I see Noah approaching. My stomach tightens a little. I knew this conversation was coming—it had to—but I’ve been dreading it. Noah’s always been a good guy, and what happened between me and Landon isn’t exactly easy to explain.He stops in front of me, hands shoved into his pockets, looking down at me with a calm but serious expression. “Mind if I sit?”I nod, scooting over a bit on the bench. “Yeah, of course.”Noah takes a seat next to me, and for a few moments, neither of us say anything. The air between us feels heavy, and I can’t help but feel a little guilty. Noah never pushed me, never made me feel uncomfortable. He was always kind, always there when I needed someone to talk to. And now…“I owe you an apology,” I say quietly, staring down at my hands. “About what happened with Landon… in the dining hall. I never meant for any of this to happen. I didn’t want to hurt you.”Noah shakes his head, his
Last Updated : 2025-02-04Knot My Alpha 25. Landon
I sit at the table, waiting for my father to arrive, the clatter of dishes and low murmur of voices around me blending into the background. It’s strange being outside the academy, away from the constant noise and eyes of Ridgecrest. Normally, I’d be on edge, but today… Today feels different. The weight of what I’m about to tell my father is hanging over me, and I’m still trying to wrap my head around it myself.I never thought I’d get here. I always told myself I wasn’t going to rush into anything. I’ve been picky about Omegas my whole life, never wanting to settle, never feeling that pull everyone talked about. I knew I had to choose carefully, and until now, I hadn’t found anyone who made me want to choose.But Tyler changed that.As soon as my father walks in, I see him scanning the room, his eyes landing on me with that familiar smile. He looks the same as always—strong, confident, with the kind of presence that makes people take notice. He waves and makes his way over to the tab
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I let it go for now. I know better than to push Tyler when he’s still sorting through a million things at once. I can practically see the gears grinding in his head. I can see the way he’s holding everything in—questions, emotions, grief, betrayal. It’s all there in his posture. Tight. Guarded. Controlled.But I’m not done yet. Not even close.“I need to tell you the rest,” I say, and my voice sounds quieter now, like even I can feel how fragile this moment is.Tyler lifts his eyes to mine, and for the first time since we walked in, they don’t burn with hurt. Just exhaustion.“It’s about Xavier,” I say, my fingers tightening slightly around Xavier’s hand beneath the table. “What they did to him… the reason we’re here now… it’s bigger than what it looks like.”Xavier’s quiet next to me, but I feel him shift, feel the slight tremble in his fingers. He doesn’t look at Tyler—his gaze stays on the table, shoulders just a little hunched, like he’s bracing for impact even though he doesn’t n
Knot My Alpha 85. Jacob
I don’t remember the drive over. Not really.I remember the hum of the engine, the low rumble of tires on the road, and the way Xavier’s hand never left mine the whole way. I remember the way my heart sat like a stone in my chest, slow and sick with nerves. I remember trying to breathe around it. But the second we pulled up outside the little private meeting space arranged by my father’s team, all of that faded into one single, sharp thought:I’m about to lose him.Because no matter how many times I rehearsed this conversation in my head—no matter how many versions I tried to imagine—none of them ended with things going back to the way they were.Tyler was my first real friend. My anchor. The one person who made it feel okay to be small sometimes. And now I’m about to tell him that everything he thought he knew about me was a lie.The building is quiet when we step inside. Sleek and neutral, like the kind of place used for off-the-books meetings and private council visits. The securit
Knot My Alpha 84. Xavier
The moment Jacob starts pacing, I know it’s going to be one of those nights.He doesn’t even try to pretend otherwise. Doesn’t try to play it off with that lazy smirk he gives when he wants to pretend he’s got everything under control. Tonight, he doesn’t have it. He’s wearing a threadbare shirt I love on him—one of the few pieces in his wardrobe that doesn’t scream “Alpha heir of a powerful empire”—but the way he’s tugging at the hem, running his hand through his hair every few minutes, chewing the inside of his cheek like it’s a damn snack? It’s obvious.He’s nervous, and if he circles past the fireplace one more time, I’m going to throw a pillow at his head.He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it. He’s somewhere else entirely, lost in whatever spiraling train of thought his brain has decided to torture him with tonight. His brows are drawn tight, his jaw clenched, and he keeps raking a hand through his hair like it’ll magically produce answers if he does it enough.I’m curled up on
Knot My Alpha 83. Tyler
It’s been two hours since Jacob’s call, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it.He sounded… different. Tired, but not just physically. Not like he was exhausted from lack of sleep or overtraining like back at the Academy. This was deeper. Heavier. Like something had been sitting on him for a long time, and only now was he starting to come up for air.The Turner-Alcott family.It didn’t make sense at first. I couldn’t figure out why that name hit me the way it did, like something half-buried in my memory just got kicked loose. It wasn’t just the weight in Jacob’s voice—it was the way he told me to talk to Landon. Not a teacher. Not administration. Landon.Landon’s out on the patio behind our dorm, shirt sleeves rolled up, flipping through a stack of papers for one of his business classes. His legs are kicked up on the table, glasses perched on the edge of his nose—he only wears them when he’s reading for long stretches, and for some reason, the sight of him like that still makes somet
Knot My Alpha 82. Jacob
The kitchen smells like cinnamon and coffee and toasted bread, and Xavier’s still chattering behind me while I flip the last of the waffles onto a plate. He’s perched on the counter, legs swinging back and forth, his hair damp from a shower and face clean of makeup for once, not because he forgot it, but because I think today he just wanted to feel simple. Real.He looks good like this. He looks good all the time, but there’s something about this version—barefaced, in one of my oversized sweatshirts, ankles crossed, cheeks flushed with something that’s not stress for once—that just hits different.He’s talking about something he read on one of the gossip threads back at the Academy—some rumor about two bonded Alphas who got into a fight in the dining hall over protein powder or territory or something ridiculous. I’m only half-listening, smiling at the way his voice lifts when he gets worked up, how his hands move when he’s trying to paint the scene for me.Then my phone buzzes on the
Knot My Alpha 81. Jacob
Xavier’s practically melted across me, one leg hooked over my thigh, his face buried in my neck. His curls are everywhere, and I swear half of them are in my mouth. He’s still breathing slow, deep and even, but the moment I shift just a little, his fingers twitch against my chest.“I know you’re awake,” I murmur, voice still rough with sleep.He groans dramatically but doesn’t move. “M’not.”“You just responded.”“No I didn’t.”A laugh rumbles low in my throat. “You’re not very good at this.”“I’m amazing at this,” he says, voice muffled in my neck. “I’m playing dead so my Alpha doesn’t get up and leave me.”“I wasn’t planning on leaving.”He lifts his head slowly, finally, eyes still half-lidded and hazy with sleep. But there’s a spark there now, a light that wasn’t always present before. That playful glint I’ve been seeing more and more of—the one that tells me he’s starting to feel safe enough to be himself around me, not just the version he was forced to perform for years.“You al
Knot My Alpha 80. Jacob
Xavier’s asleep in my arms. Or at least, I think he is. He’s breathing like it, soft and steady against my chest, one hand curled near his face, the other resting over my ribs like I’ll vanish if he lets go. His cheek is pressed to the space just above my heart, and I swear to god, every time he exhales, something in me settles a little more.The sheets are still damp from when we fell into bed after the bath—too tired to dry off all the way, too tangled up in each other to care. We hadn’t planned it. That wasn’t what the bath was supposed to be. I ran it for him because he needed comfort, and I needed to give it to him. Needed to do something to remind him that the world could still be kind. That he was still loved. But somewhere between the water and the steam and the quiet way he looked at me—something shifted.And it was him. He was the one who let his scent roll out first, thick and heavy and laced with need so strong I could barely think. No hesitation, no fear. Just instinct a
Knot My Alpha 79. Jacob
The scent changes before either of us says another word.It’s subtle at first—sweet and familiar, like ripe peaches hanging heavy on the branch, but then it shifts. Grows thicker, headier. There’s heat behind it now, and it hits me all at once, coating my lungs and curling around my instincts like a damn vice.“Xavier,” I murmur, voice low and full of warning. My hand tightens where it’s resting on his hip. “That scent. You need to pull it back.”His eyes flick up to mine, steady and calm. That perfect omega calm that hides all the fire underneath. “Why?” he asks simply, like it’s nothing. Like the sudden ache in my gut and the hard press of my cock against his back is something we can just ignore.My grip tightens again, and I fight to keep my voice level. “Because I’m not gonna be able to stop myself if you don’t.”He turns in my arms slowly, his skin sliding against mine under the water, every brush of his body lighting me up like a fucking fuse. His hands find my chest, sliding ov
Knot My Alpha 78. Xavier
Jacob doesn’t speak as we walk through the estate. Doesn’t comment when I hesitate slightly near the front foyer, my body remembering the tension of walking through those doors earlier. He just grabs my hand and keeps walking until we reach the garage doors.When he opens one, I blink.Inside, lined up neatly like something out of a magazine, are cars. Sleek, glossy, expensive as hell. A few motorcycles. And in the back, tucked in the corner, a matte black four-wheeler that looks like it’s seen actual off-road chaos.I blink again. “You want me to drive that?”“No,” Jacob says, grinning. “I’m driving. You’re riding.”I stare at him. “I don’t think I’ve ever been on a four-wheeler.”He shrugs. “Then you’re about to lose your off-roading virginity.”I groan. “You’re unbearable.”He tosses me a helmet from the shelf. “And you love it.”A few minutes later, we’re flying across the property—through the trees, over dirt trails I didn’t even know were there. The wind whips around us, fast an
