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46. Tyler
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Knot My Alpha 47. Tyler
The second time I wake up, I feel warm. Safe. Sore.Landon’s body is pressed against mine, solid and steady; his arm heavy around my waist like he has no intention of letting me go. His scent—strong, rich, Alpha—fills my lungs, steady and familiar. I sigh, stretching lazily, my body aching in the best possible way. A deep, satisfied groan slips out as I roll onto my stomach, burying my face into the pillow, smiling against the fabric.A low, sleepy hum rumbles from him, and then his lips press against the top of my head. “Morning, baby.” His voice is rough with sleep, deep and possessive, and it sends a lazy shiver down my spine. “How are you feeling?”I hum and turn onto my side so I can look up at him. His blue eyes are clear now, still sharp but missing the dark, unreadable edge they had last night. He’s watching me, taking me in, his fingers tracing idle patterns over my bare hip.“Good,” I admit, stretching my arms above my head before letting them drop back down. “Really good.”
Last Updated : 2025-02-25Knot My Alpha 48. Landon
Two Weeks LaterThe second I catch the scent, my stomach drops.Sweet, heavy—too heavy. Tyler’s scent always drives me a little insane, but this? This is different. It’s thicker, more potent, seeping into the air of the Ridgecrest dining hall like a warning bell.I look over, my heart slamming into my ribs as I take in the way Tyler shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his brows pulling together. He’s gripping his fork too tightly, knuckles white, jaw clenched like he’s trying to fight something off. He doesn’t even realize what’s happening yet. But I do. And so does every other Alpha in this damn room.The shift is almost immediate. Conversations drop, heads turn. I hear someone inhale a little too deeply, and a growl rumbles low in my chest before I can stop it. Mine.Tyler’s heat is coming. And it’s coming now.I’m on my feet before anyone else can even process what’s happening, moving to his side, my hand closing around his wrist. He flinches, his silver eyes snapping up to meet min
Last Updated : 2025-02-26Knot My Alpha 49. Tyler
I wake up slowly, my body heavy and sore, but there’s a warmth that wraps around me like a safety net. It takes a second for the haze to clear, and when it does, I realize exactly where I am.Pressed up against Landon in the nest we built together. His arms are snug around me, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm, and the heat of his body is all-encompassing.My heart beats a little faster, and embarrassment washes over me. I never thought I’d be in this position—after a heat, in the arms of an Alpha, marked and claimed. But as I lay there, taking in the quiet intimacy of the moment, I know there’s no one else I would have wanted to be here with.I reach up to touch the mark on my neck. It’s tender, still raw from where Landon’s teeth sank into my skin, but the sensation of it sends a ripple of warmth through me. He’s mine now, and I’m his. That’s what this means. As much as I thought I’d hate the idea of being claimed, something about it feels right. It feels... safe.I sm
Last Updated : 2025-02-27Knot My Alpha 50. Landon
Tyler doesn’t notice me watching him.He’s stretched out on a blanket in the grass, one arm tucked behind his head, the other holding his book open, completely lost in whatever world he’s reading about. The sunlight filters through the trees, casting a warm glow over his skin, and his curls catch in the breeze, shifting slightly with every soft gust of wind.His glasses slip down his nose.I wait, holding my breath, knowing what’s coming. And sure enough, he pushes them back up with his knuckle without even looking away from the page.Fuck.Something in my chest clenches so hard it’s almost painful. I'm so down fucking bad for him.It’s been two days since his first heat passed, and he’s been soft ever since—softer than I’ve ever seen him. Still tired, still a little clingy in a way that makes my Alpha instincts hum in satisfaction. But mostly, he just seems content.I’ve never seen him like this before. Relaxed, happy, safe. And knowing I’m the reason for it? It does something to me.
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Knot My Alpha 51. Tyler
I can’t stop smiling.The dinner went better than I ever could have imagined. Landon’s parents—his beautiful Omega mother—were nothing like I expected, and for the first time in my life, meeting someone’s family didn’t feel like stepping onto a battlefield. It felt… good. Easy.And now, back in our nest, wrapped in the quiet safety of our space, I feel light. Content in a way I didn’t think was possible for someone like me. The warmth from earlier is still buzzing under my skin as we step into our nest, and I know I should probably be winding down for the night, but there’s this ache inside me—this need to do something for him.Landon stretches out on the bed, his tie already loosened, the top buttons of his shirt undone, watching me with a lazy smirk as I crawl toward him. “You’ve been grinning since we left the restaurant.”I shrug, reaching for his tie and tugging it free completely. “Can’t help it.”He raises a brow. “Should I be concerned?”I don’t answer right away. Instead, I
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Knot My Alpha 52. Jacob
Tyler kisses Landon, and I feel it like a punch to the ribs. Not because it surprises me, not because I don’t know how this works—because I do. It’s the natural order of things, the way society functions, the way we’re all meant to fit into the carefully structured hierarchy that keeps everything running smoothly. Omegas belong to Alphas. Omegas bond Alphas. Omegas surrender to Alphas. That’s just the way it is, and it’s never bothered me before. I’ve seen it a hundred times, a thousand times, hell, my father practically built his empire on it. But right now, watching him, it’s different. It’s like something inside my chest has been hollowed out, like I’ve been scraped clean and left raw, bleeding and empty, but I don’t let it show. I never do.Instead, I smirk.I lean back against the wall, arms crossed, perfectly at ease, perfectly unaffected, like I’m watching something mildly entertaining instead of something that’s making me want to tear my own fucking skin off. Tyler stands o
Last Updated : 2025-02-28Knot My Alpha 53. Jacob
The next day is the same as every other. I wake up, shower, throw on my uniform, and move through the motions like I always do—like I don’t have the weight of my father’s empire pressing down on my shoulders, like I didn’t spend last night drinking alone in a room no one knows I have. Like I didn’t stare at the ceiling for hours thinking about an Omega that doesn’t belong to me.The hallways are already packed when I step out, the usual clusters of students lingering near their lockers, posturing, laughing too loud, trying too hard. I move through them easily, nodding at a few familiar faces, keeping my expression lazy as I make my way to my first class. I don’t have to fake the ease—it comes naturally after this long. But beneath it, my mind is already running through the day, cataloging the details, considering the angles. The routine is second nature. Show up. Watch. Report. Repeat.By the time I’m on my way to my third class, I need to stop by the administration office to turn i
Last Updated : 2025-03-02Knot My Alpha 54. Xavier
The Alpha walks away without looking back, and I frown, my mind scrambling to make sense of what just happened.Why is he masking his scent with Beta musk?I know what I smelled. I know what my instincts screamed the moment I looked up at him. That was an Alpha. A strong one, but the second he got close, that overwhelming scent, the one that made something deep inside me lock onto him, was… dulled. The chemical undertone of Beta musk is unmistakable, a synthetic layer meant to cover up something more potent. But why? Why would an Alpha hide what he is?Is this the one they told me about?I shake my head, pushing the thought away for now, but my fingers twitch at my sides, my body still wired from whatever just happened. I didn’t mean to flash my silver, but the moment my eyes locked onto his, the moment I felt the weight of his attention, something in me reacted on instinct. I’ve been raised better than that. Omegas don’t flash silver to just anyone. It’s a call, a signal meant for t
Last Updated : 2025-03-03
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Knot My Alpha 90. Xavier
The second Jacob’s father steps into the garden, everything shifts.He doesn’t even have to speak. That man walks with the kind of presence that makes the air around him stand to attention. Jacob straightens in his seat immediately, and Landon tenses like he was waiting for this exact moment. I see the way Jacob’s brows pull slightly, how his thumb briefly brushes mine under the table—a silent apology before he even says anything.“Jacob. Landon,” Richard says, voice smooth but clipped. “May I have a moment?”There’s no question that it’s a command.Jacob stands, eyes flicking to me as he squeezes my hand once. “Won’t be long.”I nod, but it’s tight. My fingers feel a little colder once he’s gone.Now it’s just me. And Tyler.Awkward doesn’t even begin to cover it.I shift slightly in my seat, crossing my legs, then uncrossing them. My fingers toy with the edge of the linen napkin on my lap. The birds in the trees are too loud. The wind too quiet. Everything suddenly feels like it’s
Knot My Alpha 89. Xavier
Tyler looks like he’s been dipped in sunlight.It’s the first thing I notice as he steps out of the car, Landon beside him. He’s glowing, not in the literal sense—no supernatural aura or anything weird—but just glowing. His skin looks clearer, cheeks a little fuller, his whole face pulled into a grin that doesn’t seem to want to go anywhere.There’s something unshakably good about him today, like he finally figured out how to take a full breath again and doesn’t want to stop.I never knew him that well at the Academy, but I knew of him. Everyone did. Tyler Winchester was the kind of Omega that floated through the halls with a quiet confidence that didn’t feel manufactured.He was kind, but not soft. Sharp, but not cruel. Just… steady. Like he’d found the center of his own world and was unapologetically orbiting it.Seeing him now, I get it. I get why Jacob loved him back then, even if it wasn’t the kind of love that lasted forever.He and Landon walk up the path like they’ve done this
Knot My Alpha 88. Jacob
I find my father in his office, where he always is when the rest of the house feels like too much. Behind the glass desk, papers stacked with surgical precision, screens scrolling through live feeds from every AOB-affiliated site in the country, he looks like he belongs in a war room more than a home. It fits him. It always has.He looks up when I walk in without knocking. That’s allowed now, apparently. Since everything came to light, the rules are shifting beneath us. They’re still there, just less rigid. More silent understanding, less formal armor.“Jacob,” he says, setting aside the tablet in his hand. “Everything alright?”“No,” I say simply, and his posture straightens just enough for me to know I have his attention. He gestures for me to sit, but I don’t. I stay standing. The weight of what I’m carrying doesn’t want a chair under it.“I spoke to Tyler yesterday,” I start, watching his expression carefully. “We talked about a lot, but there’s one thing he said that stuck.”My f
Knot My Alpha 87. Xavier
The car ride back is quiet.Not the kind of awkward silence you get when people are mad or holding something back, but the kind that hangs in the air after too much emotion has passed through a room, leaving everything stripped bare in its wake. The kind of silence that fills your lungs and settles in your chest and makes your skin too tight for your bones.Jacob’s hand is on my knee the whole time, his thumb brushing slow circles through the fabric of my slacks, his pinky just barely brushing my thigh like he’s scared I’ll pull away if he touches me fully.I don’t, but I don’t say much either. I’m not mad, that’s not what this is. It’s not even jealousy anymore, not really. It’s something else. Something deeper. Something I don’t have a name for.Tyler cried when he saw Jacob. Crumpled, really. Fell into Jacob like the reunion broke something in him. And I wasn’t surprised by that—I knew they were close. I expected emotion. But what I didn’t expect was how personal it would feel. How
Knot My Alpha 86. Jacob
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
