“You have no right to tell me anything,” he snapped. “You mean nothing to this team. You’re just the sister of a pathetic goalie, and a hot piece of ass for the others.”
His lips twisted in a smug smile as if he’d won.
“Actually, I’m employed by the team,” I said, not giving him a reaction outside of my already angry glare. “And don’t ever talk about my brother like that again. If you think me backing up Cade is bad, you have no idea what I’d do for Conrad.”
“This isn’t over,” he said to Cade, pointing a thick finger at him over my head.
I stepped around him, opening the door and waving him out. “You’re not welcome here again. In fact, you’re banned. I’ll make it the arena next if you can’t control yourself. This display is childish and unbecoming of someone your age.”
The moment he stepped over the threshold, I slammed the door hard enough to shake the walls.
Fury still burned hot in my veins. My fingers were locked tight around the handle, my body so tense I couldn’t move.
“Well,” Mason drawled, breaking the tension. “That was hot as fuck.”
I barked out a startled laugh and finally turned around. Now that the rage was ebbing away, I worried they would be angry.
Cade’s face was unreadable, eyes wide as he stared at me. Mason looked gleeful. Kieran and Lennon were smug. Wilder seemed startled, but grateful.
I had a feeling this wasn’t the first time Cade’s father had stormed in swinging his weight around.
Thank God my brother wasn’t back from practice, or he would’ve murdered someone.
“Cade,” I said, voice unsteady as the adrenaline started to drop. “I’m sorry if I overstepped. I thought he hit you, and my omega moved before I could stop her.”
“Give us a minute, guys,” Cade said quietly.
I swallowed hard, bracing myself for his frustration.
The others filtered out and the door shut behind them. Silence fell over us, heavy and making it hard to breathe. We stared at each other for a moment that dragged on forever.
Then Cade moved.
One hand slid along my neck, the other cradling the back of my head as he pressed me into the wall. His mouth found mine in a hungry kiss.
My omega was already on edge. There was no hesitation as I kissed him back, my body lighting on fire, every nerve buzzing with need. I jumped, and he caught me, my legs wrapping around his waist as he devoured my mouth.
The kiss was hard. Possessive. Unspoken emotion poured into it.
He didn’t need words. Standing up to his father had been long overdue, and this felt like the aftermath of something breaking free.
As much as they protected me, I was protective of them now too. They’d made their intentions clear, and I was ready for them to show me they were exactly the pack I needed.
If I was honest, they already had.
No one forced me into anything. They were patient… so fucking patient.
But right now, I didn’t want that. I needed to be claimed, to feel his touch.
“Take me up to my nest, Cade,” I whispered. “I need you.”
He pulled back, chest heaving and lips swollen. His eyes were burning with heat.
“You’re making it really hard to say no to you,” he murmured, starting to lean in for another searing kiss.
“Then don’t,” I said. “I’m an adult. We can pretend this has no strings attached if you need, but we both know that isn’t true. You guys brought me back to life. Every one of you treats me like I deserve. You fight for me as much as I want to fight for you.”
I let my hand trail between us, my fingers wrapping around his hard cock through the fabric of his sweatpants.
