Sour. Disgusting. Vinegary. Grossness.
“This is what we should be feeding the Noths in our torture chambers, not sick people,” I comment, before swapping to naked fries.
All my mates chuckle, and Colter’s laughter vibrates against my back, making me grin.
Only a few bites in, I realize that Luka’s and Kylian’s stares have become a little excessive.
“What?” I ask.
But before they have a chance to answer, an alpha doctor swoops into the room, trailed by a gaggle of nurses.
The doctor doesn’t even spare Ridge a glance, beelining right for the computer and typing into it, peering through a set ofthick square glasses at the incomprehensibly long words on the screen.
But the nurses?
Three females?
Their eyes all home in on Ridge.
Suddenly my throat is burning, and I’m on my feet, striding forward with the sort of aggression that would make Madame Ellora lose her mind.
Well, I’m about to lose mine if those women don’t wipe those simpering looks from their faces.
I bodily insert myself between them at the foot of Ridge’s bed and then cross my arms. “Can I help you?”
They blink their fake lashes as I grind my teeth. One’s jaw drops as she stares at me.
Has she never seen a territorial omega before?
Actually, probably not.
Too bad.
They don’t get to come in here and oglemyman candy.
The one on the left, in pink scrubs, stutters to explain, “W-we just came to check?—”
“The doctor is doing that. And I don’t think he needs three of you.”
The middle woman, who has koala scrubs and heavy eyeliner, opens her mouth as if she wants to argue.
But Kylian’s snickers catch her off guard, and she glances over toward him.
“What? I’m imagining a girl fight right now. Forewarning, though. Our mate plays dirty. See that black eye?” He gestures toward me. “You should see the girl who tried to do a blood draw. Not sure her arm still works.”
My hand flies to my swollen face, and I realize that I probably look like a walking bruise. I don’t even know how many colors my face is right now.
But not a single one of my men has seemed to notice or care. Kylian’s even winking at me right now, amusing himself by terrifying these beta women.
Of course they deserve it.
I lift my brows and give them a glare as they simultaneously retreat.
Bye, Felicia.
But my smug little wave is cut off when all three of my alphas suddenly surge toward the bed.
Alarm bells clang in my skull as I whip around, heartbeat wild.
