When Alpha meets Omega
“No. He’s only a little taller than me and he doesn’t look that muscular. Not like Kai. Or even me.”
“Then we can kick his ass together,” Leo says with a giggle, brushing their noses together affectionately.
Jorge appears in the mouth of the den, and looks relieved to see the two younger omegas curled around each other. “Oh good,” he breathes, sinking to his knees next to their little nest of blankets. “How are you feeling, Carlos?”
Carlos blinks up owlishly at Jorge. “The mark kinda hurts,” he mumbles, “but I have to go back, don’t I?”