Carson talking about, Tristan?”
“He wants me to be honest that I don’t really like Denver,” I admitted as I ran my fingers through my hair in agitation. They all gave me surprised looks so I sighed and told them everything I had to Kiefer and Edric but then I kept going. “And it’s too damn dry. And I like looking at the mountains but I’m from flat land. It would be nice to drive somewhere outside of Denver and not feel like I could go off a fucking cliff at any time.
“And what’s wrong with having lights on the damn expressways? Why has it got to always be in the dark? Yeah, because that’s totally safe in the friggin mountains. And your football team sucks—”
“Okay, you can stop the list now,” Jared growled, being a huge Broncos fan. “We get that you’re from Green Bay and we forgive you for the allegiance but that’s just a football stance. Leave the Broncos alone.” He leaned over and bumped my shoulder to let me know he wasn’t really mad.
“So you basically hate Denver,” Rhyce said after a few minutes of silence where everyone let what was said sink in.
“No, but it’s not my favorite place,” I replied with a shrug. “I hate that the pack saw me lose my virginity. I hate that they think I’m a freak.” Jared went to open his mouth and I shook my head. “They do, Jared. I bury myself in the job of the Omegas in sanctuary and the Beta qualifiers guarding them because I hate dealing with the pack. I make you guys strong so you can take care of the pack you love but I hate seeing them and running with them.
“All I get is feelings of pity, and sometimes for you guys that you got stuck with me, of course. You signed up for a twink and got a mountain of your own. Then for me because I have no answers about why I changed and can’t change back. Then just for being an Omega. And most of your pack, whether they mean to or not, thinks of how they met me when they see me. Which was my taking all your cocks up my ass. So that’s fun to see in their heads.”
“Carson’s right,” Jared said when I was done. “You should have told us this.”
“Why?” I whispered, shaking my head. “What good would it do? You love Denver and that pack. I love you guys so it’s worth it to me. We have responsibilities there and people who need us. Even if you guys would want to leave, which I know you wouldn’t, we couldn’t and not have the guilt eat at us.”
“Well, see, if you’d told us this we could have told you how we’d been feeling lately,” Cameron said with a chuckle. “Or we should have told you and then you could have been honest with us. It’s kind of six of one, half a dozen of the other at this point.”
“What are you talking about?” I drawled, the drunken talk confusing me.
“We don’t like leading,” Jared answered me. “We don’t like you being in the States with the way the rules are. We’re constantly scared for you and what might happen. I took over because it was what I was supposed to do and Cameron and Rhyce did it for me. We don’t actually like it. We love Denver, sure, it’s our hometown, and the pack are good people. But they’ll be good people if we leave and we could always sneak back in and visit Denver if we wanted to.”
“And catch football games from wherever we’re going,” Rhyce added. “We’ve been talking about whether we should seriously consider moving to the island if we like it. Apparently so have you.”
“Yeah, but I would never have left you guys. I love you all and need you.”
“Well then we just need to see how we like the island and go from there,” Jared said as he wrapped his arm around me and Cameron, Rhyce doing the same from the other side of me. “And we need to be more open with each other. If we had just been honest with the way things have been bogging us down and what we really want, we wouldn’t have risked getting to the point Carson and his inner circle have.”
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