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I nod, understanding what she’s saying.
They’re not saying no. It’s just going to take more than one half-assed conversation, and Shade also needs to be involved.
Now I just need to pray the bold and beautiful omega will call me so I can have her damn number.
ChapterFive
Shade
The next morning when I wake, I know I don’t have long before my heat takes hold.
I’m anxious about the two questionable alphas being the ones to take care of me, and if I’m being honest, I’m not one hundred percent comfortable with it.
I can’t stop pacing and rearranging my nest. I’ve reconstructed it so many times it’s now a complete disaster, which only irritates me more. Everything feels wrong. I can’t figure out what’s so different about this time, or why everything inside of me is screaming that it’s all wrong.
The nest isn’t right. My clothes are too constricting and itchy. The lights are too loud and bright. Everything is grating on my nerves, and I can’t put my finger on why, other than I just needsomething. I just can’t tell for sure what that something is.
By the time my buzzer goes off at my door, I’m an agitated, scowling mess with a disaster of a nest and a torn shirt because I started tearing it to shreds while attempting to stretch it out, not wanting it to touch my skin.
I stomp my way to the front door and fling it open to reveal both men leaning against the doorframe. My lip curls and a feral growl rumbles in my chest.
Their scents are incredibly unappealing to me, and I have no fucking idea if I’m going to be able to let them inside of my nest and stink it up with the scent of artificial cherries—which makes me sick to my stomach—and baby powder; which, come on, that is just a not a scent that gets me going.
Whoever smells baby powder and thinks, ‘Oh, yeah, that’s mouthwatering as fuck. Let me suck your dick’ is a better individual than I am, because it’s a no from me.
Both men smile at me and I, in turn, glare at them. This has their brows rising as they glance at each other in surprise at my attitude.
I can’t stop it.
I’m frustrated and horny as fuck, and these two are just not what I’m craving at all.
What am I craving, you ask?
That’s easy.
I’m craving warm fucking apple pie with hits of cinnamon and vanilla and the subtle scent of vetiver.
I’d be a puddle at their feet if I had that mocha skin rubbing against mine and dark, entrancing eyes searing into me as his omega takes care of my every desire.
Son of a bitch.
Maybe I should have just caved and called Gabriel last night. It’s possible he could have talked his alpha into helping me. He seemed into me almost as much as I was him, so would it really have been such a terrible idea to call him and just ask?
“Everything okay?” Micah, the alpha that smells like baby powder, asks.
He’s not bad looking, but that scent of his does nothing but make me think of babies, which is a huge turnoff. For me.
Babies are cute and all that, but I really don’t know if motherhood is for me, which is another reason I chose not to find a pack to bond with when leaving the Center.
“Fine,” I grit out, trying to rein in my temper at not having exactly what I want, and settling, because this is all that was available.
“You gonna let us in, Omega?” Tyler, the alpha I dislike the most, asks with a smug smile on his face.
Tyler is panty melting hot. Until he opens his mouth.
His personality makes him ugly and when he talks, it makes my pussy drier than the Sahara fucking desert.
With just six paltry words, he’s managed to make all the slick from my vagine completely evaporate into thin air. Wonderful.
