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What? I don’t really get a chance to think about his comment, because the alpha at the booth whistles and waves his hand in our direction.
I straighten my shoulders and hold my head up, but I keep my gaze trained on the floor, my fake eyelashes veiling my vision. It’s better this way. I don’t have to look at the guy directly, stopping my heart from pounding in overdrive.
As if Holly has been preparing for this role her entire life, she sways her hips as she saunters forward. She blocks my way when she greets the pack, leaning slightly forward to show off her cleavage as she sets her tray on the table.
“Hey, Daddy,” she says, addressing the leader of the pack. “I have the perfect drink for you. Would you like a bloody Mary? A mimosa? Perhaps something...sweeter like me?” She giggles with her question.
I’m stunned by her boldness. The sweet girl just took on one hell of a role, and I don’t think I’ve ever been this impressed by how an omega handles an alpha.
“What pretty Knotty Girls. You two are new here, aren’t you?” The alpha, Daddy, stands up from the booth to give us each a long once-over. “Madame Samara has outdone herself. How could a pack ever deny omegas so exquisite?”
“Only idiots.” This comes from another man at the table. He’s another alpha, but clearly not the leader.
“Isn’t that right, handsome?” Holly giggles again, the lightness of her voice making her seem even younger.
“Wouldn’t I love to just rub it into someone’s face right about now?” Daddy smirks with his words, holding his hand out to me. “Come here, Knotty Girl. You’re shy, aren’t you? You don’t need to be nervous. I’ll take care of you. You’ll never need the bond of a pack with me around. And if those fuckers ever realize what they gave up, they’ll be jealous. If only I could see their faces. Do you know who denied your family the honor?”
I slowly step closer to him, setting my tray next to Holly’s. His comment gives me an idea, and I say a silent prayer to the universe that he doesn’t smack me or some shit for even suggesting this.
“I do, Daddy. It would be something else to see such a sight. I have the bastard’s phone number memorized if you want to mess with him.” Goosebumps prickle over my skin, my whole body tensing for this to go either extremely terrible or perfect.
Daddy tips his head back and roars a laugh. “Oh, you naughty thing. If that’s not the funniest request I’ve ever had. But I don’t know.”
“Look who’s the idiot now,” the other alpha mutters, resting his hands on the table. “You’re all talk, Brett. This pretty omega looks like she’d fucking blow you for the small act, and you just tease her.”
Growling, Daddy swings his fist and clocks the man in the shoulder. He reaches into his suit jacket and pulls out a phone, holding it out to me. I see he’s the type who accepts all challenges.
“You know Madame Samara won’t let her get on her knees for me yet, but maybe you can sweet talk her into it sometime, you naughty thing.” The man waves his phone at me. When I go to take it, he laces his fingers around my wrist and pulls me closer, spinning me until I sit on his lap, feeling the hardness of his desire beneath me.
I try not to react and force myself to laugh, sounding a lot more maniacal compared to Holly.
She slides into the booth next to us and giggles, bumping her shoulder to the man. “Now, you’re making me jealous, Daddy. Me and my sister come as a pair. We’ve done everything together all our lives.”
She is way too good at manipulating these alphas. I can learn from her, now that I see her in the real world and out of the protective shadow of her brothers.
Daddy stretches his arm over my shoulder only to reach for Holly, stroking his knuckles against her cheek. “Well, hell. I guess there’s going to be a lot of things to look forward to. I’m going to have to talk to Madame Samara about your contracts.”
Holly beams a smile. “Now, now, Daddy. We just got here. We have to see what kind of alpha you really are.”
A dark look crosses his features, and he splits his lips in a wicked smile. “You bad girl, teasing me like that. Come on, naughty thing. Let’s show your sister what kind of things I’m willing to do for my omegas. Call the men who rejected you. I want to have a word with them.”
My hand shakes as I dial Enzo’s number, praying he answers. I don’t know what to do otherwise. It’s not like I can leave him a message. I just hope he manages to stay in control long enough for me to tell him where we are and who we are with. But I can’t be obvious about it. If I’m obvious about it, Madame Samara will figure me out. The alpha might too.
The phone rings, and the man snatches it away for me and puts it on speakerphone. I was hoping that he would do a video call, but he might be full of shit about willing to do whatever. It’s easier to be just a voice on the line.
“Who the fuck is this?” Enzo growls with the words.
Daddy howls a deep laugh, smacking his hand on the table. “That’s a lot of attitude for a man who rejected such a beautiful omega. I’m just calling on her behalf to tell you that you’re a fucking idiot. You’re the scum of the earth, and I’m going to enjoy the hell out of...” He looks at me, waiting for me to say my name.
“Kinsey,” I say, a little louder than necessary. I just need Enzo to hear me.
He doesn’t respond right away, and Daddy leans in closer to me, his fragrance growing more potent, like musk and sandalwood.
“This Knotty Girl, Kinsey, is gonna make me one happy man. Maybe I’ll give you a little hint of all the things I plan to do to her. I can already smell her desire for me.” He’s full of shit, because the last thing I feel is horny. All I feel is freaked the fuck out that Enzo’s not going to figure out where we are unless I say something.
I clear my throat. “You’re right, Daddy. Omegas at the Knotty Girl Club know exactly how we want to be treated.”
Again, Enzo doesn’t respond.
