Wesley [Resistant Omegas 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) Read Online Free PDF

with them. I’d never even been fishing. I was a city boy.
    “That depends on what you feel comfortable with,” Bay replied, yanking on my arm and pulling me onto his lap. “Tristan has a special request of you before we start exploring those options.”
    “Anything,” I told my friend immediately, meeting his gaze. “Whatever you need.”
    “Just like that?” Harkin asked, his eyebrows shooting up to his hairline.
    “Of course.” I gave him a firm nod so he saw my sincerity. “Tristan’s the best friend I’ve ever had. He’s a good person who helps his pack, loves his men, and oh, rescues abused Omegas on the side. He would never ask me to get involved in something I shouldn’t or that won’t better our people or help someone.”
    “Wow, thanks, short stuff,” Tristan sniffled, using the back of his hand to wipe away a stray tear. “And here I’m always chastising myself for not doing more. I never thought anyone but my mates would say something so nice about me.”
    “You are a dense, very tall man,” I chuckled. I held my hand out to him and with the trust of a true friendship, he immediately took mine. I focused my powers and showed him every thought I’d gotten from the Omegas I’d been helping here about him. Most of them would walk in front of a firing squad so the man never got a scratch on him.
    He was our rescuer. The High Council guards might have been the ones to come storming pack lands, but Carson and Tristan were the ones who saved us. And the whole thing had been his idea. If not for Tristan there wouldn’t be any rescued Omegas and our stories would never have had a chance to get better.
    I showed him all of this, rubbing my free hand on his when I was done. I realized he was really overwhelmed and let him go.
    “I just need a minute,” he mumbled before rushing from the room.
    “What happened?” Jared knew I’d never hurt his mate, so it wasn’t anger, simply wonder on if Tristan needed him.
    “I showed him every thought or emotion I’d picked up on with regards to him. He doesn’t see himself the way we do.”
    “No, no he doesn’t,” Cameron agreed. “He still sees himself as the twerpy piece of ass that he was treated like growing up and then was sold off because he was not worth trying to save.” I saw my inner-circle-to-be raise an eyebrow at that one and Cameron went on. “Tristan’s dad is a powerful Alpha. He’s in charge of the Green Bay pack and has pull with the High Council.
    “He could have gotten them to look the other way that he’d had a child that was an Omega. But he didn’t and that’s always bothered Tristan. Even more, his father is one of the loudest voices in the fight against us changing the way Omegas are treated in our world. He even filed a complaint against Jared with the High Council to get his Omega under control.”
    I could feel the shock in the room at that but we needed to change the topic before Tristan came back. It would upset him even more if he knew we’d been talking about his father. “I’ll take a trip to Green Bay soon and use my powers to shove Tristan’s dad’s head up his ass. I’ll send pictures.”
    “So sweet of you,” Jared chuckled. “It’s fine. The High Council threw out the complaint right away. We were just given a heads-up on what was going on.”
    “He’s coming back,” I whispered when I felt his energy approaching so Tristan wouldn’t hear. “What is it Tristan wants me to do?”
    “We want to use some of the Omega Network funds to rent one of Bay’s pack cabins all year round. We were hoping you’d still keep working with Omegas who need the help or who just need to get away and see that their powers can be controlled like yours are.”
    “And we told them that our pack would gladly donate the use of a cabin whenever they wanted. Hell, we offered to hold an Omega convention in the off season,” Bay said firmly. “We’re in this fight to help the Omegas as well. We never agreed with