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I didn’t miss the way her golden eyes sparked last night when she saw her chair placed beside mine at the head of the table. My partner, my equal, is what she’ll always be … even when she’s livid with me.
“Seriously?” she huffs under her breath as she slides into the seat next to me. Zeke takes his place next to Arsenio, the two sharing their place as my seconds, their seats interchangeable.
“You look gorgeous, firecracker,” Arsenio drawls, cutting off my response—most likely on purpose. “I think flames would fit better though.”
I nearly choke on my laugh and I try to swallow it when Skylar turns her incredulous glare on Arsenio now.
“Don’t you get any ideas,” she growls, scowling at Arsenio in warning.
Arsenio chuckles in response, a gleam of mischief and intrigue sparkling in his eyes.
“Oh, I have so many ideas of things I want to do to you,” he murmurs. “The least of which is putting more clothes on you.”
Skylar’s mouth pops open and her cheeks heat, the pink hue barely visible in the muted light. She clearly hadn’t considered that change of direction since she began to lean across me with a hand fisted on the table.
A string of curses leaves her lips as she leans back in her seat, eliciting muffled laughter from the rest of the guys.
“Seline let you know what her plan is?” I ask, glancing at the empty seat beside her. Seline came to me earlier to let me know she planned to pack tonight and bring the rest of her things in the morning to stay with her Alpha.
“Of course,” she says with a derisive snort. “Seline is more than my beta. She’s my best friend since childhood and deserves the respect that comes with being my second, as I’ve appointed both her and Silas in that role.”
I give her a sharp nod, in complete agreement with her decision. They’ve both proved themselves more than capable so far. I can’t lie though, I’m just happy her damn ex isn’t by her side any longer. My wolf wouldn’t be held at bay if he were still trailing after her like a lost puppy.
Skylar purses her lips, giving me a questioning look as she digs into a dinner roll. As she reaches for it, my gaze shifts to her arm, the red mark there catching my eye.
“I’m guessing you found something,” I grumble, my mood shifting as I notice the scrape on her elbow. The wound looks to be healing already, but anger boils at the thought of my mate in danger.
“Not here,” Zeke murmurs, glancing towards the others.
I look out around at the high-ranking members of my pack. These are people I would trust with my life, but would I trust them with my mate’s? I trusted Elise, and look where that got us.
I nod sharply and reach for my own roll as Delilah places plates piled high with steak and vegetables in front of Skylar and me.
“Dig in, little wolf,” I growl, looking down at her arm again before meeting those golden eyes. “It’s going to be a long night.”
Skylarpullsthespoonfrom her lips slowly, a low moan slipping out as she savors the creamy dessert. She scoops up another bite of the panna cotta and closes her full lips around it, groaning this time as the taste hits her tongue.
Fuck me.
All I can think about is the feeling of those luscious lips wrapped around my cock, drinking down each drop of my cum like it’s just as delectable as that dessert.
“That was delicious, Delilah.” Skylar smiles up at the grinning omega clearing the table.
I can’t help but become entranced by the look of pure delight on my mate’s face. Seeing her charge into battle and tear her enemies down was one of the best, yet most terrifying, sights I’ve ever seen. But this—the look of joy and contentment as she relaxes with my pack, enjoying one of the simple pleasures in life—nearly tops it.
The mood around the dining room seems to shift as Delilah collects Skylar’s plate, promising her even more treats the next time. Lust perfumes the air, thick and heady as it invades my senses.
“We should—” Skylar says as she pushes back from her seat, but I cut her off.
“We really shouldn’t.” I pull her chair out further and turn it towards mine. “I told you, the interruption last night wasn’t going to become a regular occurrence.”
“Everett,” she growls, but the rest of whatever she’s about to say is cut off by a sharp inhale as I wrap one arm under her legs and the other around her back, swiftly pulling her onto my lap.
“Say you don’t want this, Skylar, and I’ll let you go,” I murmur, placing my lips against the shell of her ear. My lips brush the sensitive skin, and a shiver rolls through her. She shakes slightly against me, betraying the desire that courses through her. I rub a palm over her biceps while letting the other one rest on the exposed skin of her thigh. Heat seeps into my skin, making my wolf purr with contentment at having our mate pressed against us.
My breathing is shallow as I wait for her response, and my heart thunders away like a ticking bomb. Despite my promise that I wouldn’t let her escape our traditions again, I’ll never force my mate to do something she doesn’t want to do.
“I want this,” she replies, and relief washes over me at the admission. “I want you, Everett.” She relaxes against me, her back molding against my chest as she lets go.
