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I should have felt at least a little bit jealous that she was putting so much thought into her first date with someone when I had to chase her down for one, but then again, it was Leith we were talking about.
He’d been there first and if he hadn’t gone through the trenches with Ciara, I wasn’t sure that she’d have been anywhere near wanting to date someone when I met her.
And he had also never gotten a true date.
I’d gotten the Cliff’s Notes version of their three months together and even then it sounded rough. I wasn’t sure if I would have survived and been able to trust anyone after that but the alpha seemed to have a heart made of gold.
“He’s a giant foodie,” Artie finally offered, his lips pressing to the line of Ciara’s jaw. “And we haven’t had much of a chance to check out the food in Seattle yet.”
Her eyes lit up with excitement. “That’s perfect!”
She pulled his face in for a sound kiss that seemed to make the omega melt right before my eyes.
And then she was pulling away and scooting off of the bed again.
“Where’re you going?” Artie asked, his face twisted into a pout.
“To plan it all out! I need to call Aurelia!”
“Mated for less than a week and I’m already being ignored,” he joked and we exchanged a grin.
At first, I’d been worried that I wouldn’t fit into their pack. I didn’t have any special feelings for their omega and for most that would mean I wasn’t going to be accepted.
But they had and it felt a bit like I was growing a family that was just for me. I’d always been a bit of a loner—most people liked me but even in my career it was easy to fade into the background when compared to some of the flashier players. Even in my own family, everyone loved me, but there were so many of us that it was sometimes hard to keep track of who was who amongst the cacophony.
As if reading my thoughts, Artie’s smile turned a bit mischievous. “Do you wanna go and prank Enzo’s bathroom with me?”
“Won’t he be mad?”
There was a pause before his smile turned downright devious. “Isn’t that the point?”
Chapter twenty-eight
“Ithought his head was going to pop right off of his shoulders,” Leith told me with a laugh as we walked hand-in-hand from our dinner date and he told me about the mischief that Wiz and Artie had gotten up to last night after I left them to plan my date.
Apparently, they’d taped an air horn behind the bathroom door amongst a handful of other things that had made the alpha shout and nearly take a tumble from shock.
“Where did they even get an airhorn?” I asked with a shake of my head.
When I’d gone over this morning before practice, Artie was still laughing under his breath while Enzo looked like he’d swallowed a storm cloud.
“Dunno, I guess they must have taken a trip to the hardware store or something.”
On one hand, I was glad that Wiz seemed to be getting along with the rest of the pack. I’d known he would suit something like a pack from the moment I met him—no one other than him could take a look at all of my craziness and still want me.
Well, him and the other men who had swept me clean off my feet, pushing all of my worries about the commitment that a pack posed aside with their soft touches and even softer words.
“I hope Enzo isn’t actually angry…” I murmured, thinking about how the alpha hadn’t spoken with any of us today and had gone to work on his own.
“You’ll learn that Enzo never stays that way for long. The guy has a quick temper, but not a mean bone in his body.” Leith gave my hand a squeeze. “He’ll be back to his usual self by tonight.”
I mulled over that, thinking of the times my own father had stomped about letting his displeasure be known to everyone in our home.
At first, when I’d walked into the apartment it had made my entire body stiff to see Enzo look so angry… and then it must have slipped out and through the bond because the alpha’s expression quickly smoothed out and he explained why he was in such a bad mood.
I didn’t blame him for being irritated. Had they done it to me I would have also given them an earful.
Seeing my expression, Leith pulled to a stop and faced me fully. “He would never hurt you, mo ròs, I swear it.”
