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“I like her,” she mouths, nodding her head toward my sister.
Rushing the few feet to Kinsey, I snatch her other hand, spinning her into me. I lift her off her feet and dodge past Holly, my long legs managing to get me to Wilder’s room first. I dart inside, spinning Kinsey around only to throw her onto his bed.
She gasps, her eyes widening. “Arsenio! Fuck! He’s going to lose his shit. I didn’t want to make it obvious.”
Holly sucks in a breath. “Oh, shit. He’s going to kick your ass, brother.”
“It’ll be worth it.” I stride to the end of the bed and jump beside Kinsey, pulling her on top of me. She squeals and pats her palms to my chest, her shock of my actions vanishing as desire sweetens her scent even more.
Our eyes lock, and she bites her bottom lip, drawing my attention to her mouth. I can’t stand how lonely her pout looks without me. Bending up, I flip her onto her back and kiss her, exploring her soft mouth until she parts her lips, letting me slip my tongue over hers.
A pillow smacks into me hard enough to break our kiss.
“Ugh, stop. This wasn’t what I had in mind when you said mess with Wilder. I wanted to annoy him, not turn him into a brother killer.” Holly swings the pillow again, screeching as I yank it away from her.
Kinsey steals it from me, hugging it to her chest. “Serves him right...but yeah. Handling Alphas 101—don’t test the dickhead ones.” She scoots to the edge of the bed, tucks the pillow under her arm, and holds her other one out to me. “And give the cute, friendly ones extra attention.”
“Got it,” Holly says, bouncing on her feet. “Lock my door for the next day until Wilder cools off.”
My cell phone beeps, drawing my attention away. Tugging it free, I see a text message from Wilder.
Bastard Brother: No luck. Get Kinsey to tell you who her dealer is.
I tighten my jaw, glancing from Kinsey to Holly.
Me: You fucking do it. Your shift is tomorrow.
Bastard Brother: Just do it. We don’t have time to mess around.
Me: Fuck off. You better prepare to be nice, dickhead. It’s the only way she’ll help you. Also, sorry about your bed.
I shove my phone away and swipe my arm over the blanket, straightening it out. “Fuck, speaking of psychos. Wilder is on his way. Let’s get out of here.”
Holly screeches and motions for Kinsey to hurry. The two of them rush away, leaving me in Wilder’s room. I peer around one more time and shut the door. I’m playing with fire, and I know it. Do I care? Fuck no. I want nothing more than for Kinsey to set my world ablaze.
Chapter 10
Wilder
Broody Alpha
Icouldn’tgonearmy room. I could smell the brat from down the hallway, her scent leading right to my room. I know she was in there. I’m already enough on edge. If I had gone inside, I’d have fucking lost it. And not because I’m angry. I’m really frustrated by the entire situation. It’s as if I’m cursed.
I roll on my side, staring at the soft glow from outside the study. It’s not much better than my room, but it’s a shared space between my brothers and me. When my personal belongings are fucked with, I lose my shit.
Even though the couch cushions smell like Kinsey, it doesn’t mess with my head as much. Not like a pair of her panties I stole from her duffel bag that still remains in my closet. I know I should give it back to her, but a part of me doesn’t want to. I want her to accept the idea that she’s not going anywhere now. If only it didn’t mean a possible war. If King Winston finds out that I’m not only hiding the Gilded Sands omega in our palace but also that I technically stole from the Dark Alley Pack of the Gutter District, he might take my fucking balls.
Intervening in my sister’s supposed bonding ceremony already cost us an ally. Do I give a shit? No. The bastards of Emerald Bay can fuck off. I would slaughter all of them before I ever allowed my sister into their care. They killed their last omega, something that is usually unheard of, but something is wrong with them. They don’t have what it takes to be in the presence of someone as priceless as Holly.
Mom would have been devastated by our father’s decision, and I would never let her down, even if she no longer blesses this world.
A tap sounds on the door, drawing my attention from my thoughts. I shift and look at my watch, seeing that dawn approaches, and I haven’t even slept yet. Today’s going to be hell. I know I shouldn’t complain because I demanded to get at least a day of Kinsey’s time to make sure my brothers don’t bond with her completely, but also because I need answers they might not get. I’m the only one of us who has experience being around an unbonded omega, and I know how to handle myself. Cold, closed off, and smart about the whole fucking thing. Kinsey cannot and will not ever be someone we can consider as part of our futures. King Winston has yet to decide on someone for us to bond with. And that won’t happen for a good while or at all, considering that we must take his throne and pretty quickly. He already grows weak, even if he’s in denial.
“Hey, brother. Kinsey tends to wake up with the sun, so you better either get your ass up and get her breakfast or back off and don’t bother taking any of her time. It’s pointless anyway. She hates you.” Enzo’s voice muffles through the door. I thought Enzo was the one I needed to worry the most about, but I suspect Arsenio has already made some annoying moves. It was his scent with hers, after all.
I groan and swing my legs over the edge of the couch. “You have that wrong, but whatever makes you feel better, Enzo.” I scrub my fingers through my dark chestnut hair and down my cheeks, trying to wake myself up. I’m exhausted but can’t get my damn brain to quiet. Maybe Kinsey will ignore me enough that I can just pass out in the hallway outside her door.
Enzo pushes the door open to the study and raises an eyebrow at me. The cocky bastard. “Whatever you say. Make sure she gets something of everything. She’ll eat nothing but sweets if you allow her to, and she needs some vegetables and protein. Offer her the fruit last. Maybe give her some extra carbs. I think she’s been skipping on meals for who knows how long, probably because being a server for the bitch paid in pennies.”
