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“My pussy is out of commission.”
I stared at her until she relented.
“I have a yeast infection.”
“Shit.”
Rin grabbed her drink off the bar. “Par for the course. Gotta love it.” She grimaced and drank.
Trinity’s diabetes made her more susceptible, and even though she was almost religious in taking care of herself, sometimes nature just happened. Like going into rut or heat, some things were inevitable.
Didn’t mean we had to like it, though.
Cade came up on her other side and ordered a drink, glancing between us. “Everything okay?”
I smiled. “Just encouraging Rin to go mingle and find some… company.”
The bartender set a glass down in front of Cade, and Trinity grabbed it, downing the drink in one go. “Thank you. That was delicious.”
All Cade did was chuckle. “One of these days, Trinity, someone’s going to put you in your place, and I can’t wait to see it.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Cade’s eyes were on me before he briefly looked at her and smiled. “It means he’ll be the one who can handle you, and he—or they—will be the only ones you let do it.”
Her eyes went wide, mouth dropping open. The way he said it was all teasing, but I started to laugh at her expression. “Youcan’t even pretend that’s not true, Rin.” My best friend loved to stir up shit, and the pack or man that managed to tame her would be a sight to behold.
Rolling her eyes, she lifted her own drink and flipped her hair over her shoulder. But even now, she was trying hard not to smile. “Guess I better go start riling up Alphas.” Then she lowered her voice. “The pussy’s out of commission, but they don’t have to know that.”
She disappeared into the crowd before I could say anything, and I stepped closer to Cade. “You didn’t tell me you liked to play with fire.”
“I can handle a little fire.”
“People always say my hair’s on fire. You going to put me in my place?” I asked with a laugh, covering what I actually thought about that.
The words weren’t something you should like. It wasn’tokay, but when Cade said it, I knew he didn’t mean it as shoving a woman into the kitchen and ordering her to make a sandwich. It wasn’t nearly the same. And the idea of this pack taking control and leading, allowing me to fulfill the role of Omega with ease?
Kind of hot.
“Is that something you want?” Cade asked softly. He wasn’t looking at me directly, eyes focused on the thin strap of my dress like he imagined what it would be like to push it off my shoulder.
I smiled into my wine glass, shivering. This pack was something else. And I didn’t have an answer for him. A laugh caught my attention, floating over the crowd, and it rooted me to the spot. Beau.
Looking over my shoulder, I spotted him and Angela in the receiving line, speaking to my sister. She glanced at me for the briefest of seconds, smile tight. Beau didn’t notice.
It hurt to look at him. Not because I wanted him back. I didn’t. But because it still didn’t make sense to me. I’d beenlimping along this whole time without closure. It was just… sudden.
I thought we’d been fine. We hadn’t been having sex that often, but we were both busy. And then, shortly after my heat, he said it was over. I didn’t like to think about that heat. It wasn’t my favorite memory.
The thing that hurt the most was that Angela looked like me. Or a better version of me. Coppery red hair curled around her shoulder and she somehow managed to pull off a red dress at the same time—something that wasn’t easy.
It just felt like he’d traded me in for a new model and it hadn’t hurt him at all. Maybe that was what bothered me. We were together for four years. We were happy. I thought we were happy. So did leaving me mean absolutely nothing?
Having someone mean everything to you and then see it wasn’t mutual—that apparently you meant less than nothing to them—wasn’t a feeling I’d ever wanted to understand.
And never wanted to feel it again.
“That’s him?”
