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“But all the packs have built connections with you over the last few weeks… do you really think they would just give that up? I was kind of assuming I’d be black-rosed tomorrow.”
Beatrice barks out a laugh, and Randy follows suit. “Because they all love us so much?” Randy asks. “You know this is a reality show, right? All’s fair in love and lust.”
“You’re right to be nervous about her, Randy. She has that whole schtick going for her,” says Beatrice, blowing on her nails.
“And what schtick is that?” I ask.
“Innocence, curves, delicious smell… they’re gonna eat you up. Just make sure you don’t let them lock you down before you get to sample all the goods you want.” Beatrice crosses her arms over her chest and leans back on the couch, studying me. “Let me ask you a question; are you happy that you’re here?”
“No.”
“Were you happy in your old place?”
I hesitate. “Not… not at first.”
“But you liked that feral.”
I hesitate, and Randy leans forward with a grin. “Oh, not the feral. Someone else then? The camera guy?”
I look down at my hands as I answer, “Both.”
Beatrice tsks. “Oh girl, you’re in deep, aren’t you? You went from innocent—”
“You keep saying that, but I’m not. I wasn’t a virgin when I came here.”
Randy scoffs. “Sure, but you’re virgin-ish. Blushing, looking down with that demure thing. Even better than a virgin since you’re gonna be taking a bunch of alpha knots. You’ll stretch around it better if it’s not your first time.”
My lips thin at the thought. “What if I don’t want to take anyone else’s knot?”
Beatrice and Randy look at each other and then back at me. “This is what we’re trying to tell you, honey,” Randy says. “You have more power here than you realize.”
I shake my head. “What does that mean?”
Beatrice grins. “You went viral, girl. The producers want you to be on the show. They want any drama they can get from you while you’re here.”
“So?”
“So if you want that feral, or that cameraman, all you have to do is ask.”
I knit my brow in confusion. “And why would you tell me that?”
“Oh isn’t it obvious?” Beatrice leans back in her seat casually. “We don’t want you as competition. We’ve been working on these alphas for weeks. Now you’re gonna come in here and fuck it all up? Hell no.”
“But this isn’t a trick or anything,” Randy adds quickly. “If you want those guys to be your pack, we think we know how you can make this work in your favor, and in ours.”
I swallow hard, looking down at my freshly painted nails. “I do want them,” I say softly.
“All right then,” Beatrice grins. “Then here’s what you do.”
Chapter Twenty-four
~Reese~
“What do you mean, they want us to come back?” Arlo asks.
The beta stands, uncomfortable, in the doorway, looking back and forth between me and Arlo. He’s dressed in black, wearing a studio i.d. around his neck. “Sorry, Mr. Cassa… I don’t know any more… just that the network wanted you to come in.”
“Is this about Haven?” he asks. “Is she ok?”
