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For a moment, I almost forgot that today was going downhill fast. Until I smell them again, and then I hear a growl that sends heat straight to my core as I pull away from Jordan. I suck in a breath as I feel them close, their eyes on my back.
Jordan looks around for where the growl came from, his brow furrowed. His eyes narrow on the spot behind me, but he quickly becomes distracted by Gabriel. When I sit back down, I keep my eyes from searching them out, running my fingers over the cover of the book I’d received.
I love to read, and physical copies of books are everything. The feel, the smell. There’s just something about having a physical copy of a book in your hands as it takes you on a new adventure. I like to joke that my overflowing shelf is full of my ‘trophies’ like a serial killer.
I last all of two minutes before I can’t keep my eyes from wandering, trying to sneak another look at probably the only people who have caught my attention in years. I find them quickly, two tables down and standing to the side. Their eyes are on me, and my lips part with a gasp. Gods, they are magnificent specimens.
The alpha, Syn, is slightly taller than my five-six frame. Although she’s not big, I can feel she’s not an alpha to be trifled with. Her hair dips past her shoulders in a writhing mass of beautiful, dark, kinky curls. She has warm, caramel skin that looks so soft; I want to skim my fingers all along her and feel for myself. Her eyes are a striking gray that are hauntingly beautiful. I bet others find them strange, but I find them magnetic. A deep red, almost maroon, cocktail dress hugs her body, showing off all of her dips and curves. Long, toned legs, a nice, plump ass, and perky tits that look like the perfect overflowing handful. Mesmerizing.
I feel warm as I take them in fully, my breathing becoming erratic as everything else in the room becomes static. My focus is on the female alpha and the beta at her side and nothing else.
My eyes slide to said beta to look my fill. She called him Kian. I should feel guilty, and part of me does, but I can’t look away from them. He’s not much taller than Syn, standing a few inches above her. Dressed in a teal button-down tucked into tight burgundy dress pants and a burgundy bow tie resting at his neck, I can see every muscle and outline. And I do mean every one. Nice. I love the quirky dress clothes, too. He has light, ash blond hair, faded on the sides and slightly longer on top, that flops over his left eyebrow. Gold wire-frame glasses rim bright, emerald green eyes I want to stare into for hours and get lost in. He’s got this cute nerdy hipster guy thing going for him, and I am absolutely into it. He’s muscular, but not overly so, his arms bulging slightly in the button-down shirt he’s wearing as his arms sit crossed over his chest. I find I want to climb him like a tree as his pine scent swirls closer to me. Pun intended.
Before I know what I’m doing, I’m getting back up and walking toward them without thinking. I’m in a trance, and I can’t stop myself. All I can think about is how good they smell and how my hindbrain tells me that these are the ones. Or at least part of them.
I notice Syn sucks a breath in as she realizes I’m walking their way. Kian looks at her questioningly, likely wanting to know what they should do. Whether to run again or stay. They don’t leave, and I release the breath I was unknowingly holding.
I vaguely hear Hunt call out my name behind me, but I don’t respond. I’m too afraid that if I look away, they’ll disappear. I just want to meet them. The ceremony continues around us, everyone enjoying their dinners or dancing on the dance floor before we are pronounced graduates of the Omega Center and sending us off with our new packs. Everyone but me, that is.
I finally reach them, and my head spins with how dizzy with arousal that coconut and honeysuckle scent makes me. Add in the beta’s pine scent and the alpha’s rich coffee and mocha scent, and I feel like they’re going to throw me into a heat cycle. I take shallow breaths, breathing through my mouth to control my perfume.
Gods. This is the worst part about being an omega. Nobody can mistake the needy perfume of an omega, and these two are making me feel incredibly fucking needy.
“Little omega, how can we help you?” Kian’s low voice comes out sweetly, and I realize I don’t feel offended at being called ‘little omega’.
I want to ask where that other mouth-watering scent on them comes from, but I don’t because that’s rude. And none of my business.
“I’m sorry to disturb you, but I saw you were staring over at me, and I just...” I bite my lip, suddenly feeling incredibly silly and childlike.
I don’t know what I was thinking, walking over here. I wasn’t thinking at all, actually. It’s like my body just took control, and now I’m standing in front of these two beautiful people and floundering like an idiot. I have no clue what to say to either of them.
Syn steps closer, her hand barely touching my shoulder, and I close my eyes at the contact, a shiver running down my spine. Suddenly, my dress feels too constricting, and my breaths pant out faster. I quickly turn away.
“I’m so sorry to have disturbed you. I think I need some air. Enjoy the rest of your night.” I rush out as fast as possible in these gods-forsaken shoes Hunt forced me into.
I hear them weakly protest at my back as I depart, walking away briskly. Rushing to the nearest bathroom, I shut the door as the director takes the stage, preparing to send us out into this big, fucked-up world. I lean against the door and feel my heart rate slowly regulate. My hands cover my face, and I groan in mortification.
Stupid omega hormones. I’d say that this night could not go worse for me, but I’d prefer not to chance it. I think I’m proving that it can get worse for me all on my own.
A light knock jerks me out of my second pity party of the day, and I move away from the door as whoever is on the other side pushes in. My heart is beating wildly in my chest. Is it possible to have a heart attack at twenty-one?
Part of me is hoping that either the alpha or beta or even both have come to find me, just as enamored with my scent as I am with theirs. I’m both saddened and relieved when I see Hunt walk through the door, not Syn or her beta companion. That’s a lot to unpack, so I push the sadness to the side and look at Hunt gratefully.
“Babes, what’s going on? You’re missing everything, and don’t think I didn’t see you over there talking to that alpha and beta.” She wags her brows at me before looking at me hopefully. “Did you find them? Are they the ones?”
I groan again and heave a sigh. “I’m pretty sure they already have an omega, Hunt. They smell amazing. Better than anything I’ve ever smelled in my entire existence. And there’s this other scent attached to them both that makes my mouth water. I don’t know who it belongs to, but I want to find them and eat them.” I whine.
“Then what’s the problem? Go talk to them, Ripley! You haven’t had a single reaction to anyone in the three years you’ve been here. Why do you think they already have an omega?”
I pout. “Because I overheard them talking earlier, saying that they have ‘River’, and their pack is supposed to be complete.”
She blinks at me before sadness glares out at me in her eyes. My best friend just wants me to be as happy as she is. I want that, too, but I’m starting to feel like it’s not in the cards for me.
I take a deep breath.
Suck it up, Ripley.
This is just how life is right now. I’ll find a pack that doesn’t already have their omega one day maybe, and those two out there will be a distant memory.
