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“So that’s what he meant at Pavilion.” I looked at the others. “He told Sloane he’d get what he was owed.”
“It’s my theory that he approached her last year with this intention all along.” Harrison crossed his arms. “Then got lucky with Maher. When Sloane reached out this time, it was the perfect opportunity.”
Then not only had Sloane wounded his pride, she unintentionally humiliated himanddeprived him of what would have been a sizable investment. He blamed her for losing everything. No wonder he was coming after her. In his mind, she was the only thing he had left.
Not anymore.
Bonding with us would put the nail in that coffin for good, but I had a feeling he wouldn’t care.
“You’re right,” I said. “That does bring some closure. But it doesn’t solve the problem.”
“I have a feeling that will resolve on its own. The man is desperate and makes increasingly bad decisions. While I can’t prove anything illegal in a way that will stand up in court, it’s only a matter of time.”
I wasn’t so sure about that, but it wasn’t a problem to deal with today. Reaching out, I shook his hand again. “Well, thank you. And until it is resolved, we’ll keep the security.”
He smirked. “I’ll keep sending the invoices.”
“If Petra finds out you’re charging them, she’s going to lose her shit.” Cole spoke from behind me. He’d approached quietly, and Harrison clearly didn’t mind him being in the audience.
I laughed. “If she does, I’ll pay it without an invoice.”
Everything else faded away because my Omega was here. At the glass doors to the house, flanked by her friends, somehow she looked even more beautiful than when she’d walked down the aisle to us the first time.
Harrison released my hand with a laugh. “Go get your girl.”
We already were, crossing the space to her, though everyone had already noticed and cheered for Sloane as she entered. She smiled, her embarrassment filtering through. When she was on stage dancing shelovedbeing the center of attention. Here, on a more personal level, she struggled.
Roman reached her first, sweeping her into a kiss that had the crowd cheering again. She was surrounded before I got there, friends from the company speaking to her, Dion, Claire, Addison, and others I recognized but didn’t know.
“Congratulations.” Mark came up to stand beside me.
“Glad you could make it.”
“Wouldn’t miss it.” He lowered his voice. “Are you going to call Angela?”
Slate City Ballet’s public relations and marketing director. “I hadn’t planned on it. Why?”
“Announce this,” he said. “Show it off and make it a thing to be celebrated and not hidden. I get the impression that’s needed right now.”
We hadn’t had a chance to fully debrief about what happened while he took over during Sloane’s heat, but it looked like we needed to. He wasn’t wrong. “I’ll call her.”
“Good. Now I won’t bother you anymore tonight.”
I laughed. “You’re not a bother.”
“But you’d still rather be with your Omega.”
Couldn’t argue with that. And my little one owed me a dance. But I watched her for a while. Let her dance with the others and drink probably too many glasses of champagne.
The evening got slower, Omegas and their packs dancing, and I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I needed to have Sloane in my arms.
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
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SLOANE
Ididn’t remember ever being this happy. The initial embarrassment of walking back into the party was nothing compared to theloveshowered all over me. Dion, Claire, and all the other principal dancers pulled me onto the dance floor for wild, sloppy line dancing that would make Madame Hubert assign us about a hundred technique drills.
