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And he doesn’t want me.
None of them want me.
I need to focus on what I want instead of waiting for packs and parents and—well, anyone—to feel like keeping me around.
With my nest reeking of blood orange and heartbreak, I grab a clean sweatshirt and escape the suffocating house, posting up in the gazebo where there’s nothing but fresh air and starlight.
Thankfully, the Wi-Fi reaches this far.
I finish up a job, then send a huge invoice with instructions on how to route the payment to the bank account in my fake name. In the darkness, acting all cloak and dagger, I feel a little more like myself.
Or at least, the self I used to be.
I’m afraid the Wyverns have changed me too much.
I’m afraid what it’s going to be like spending the rest of my life alone.
“Lilah?” Orion’s soft question cuts through the night. “Are you out here?”
“In the gazebo,” my traitorous mouth answers.
His footfalls crunch against the grass, and the way his skin glows in the moonlight, he looks fae. “There you are.”
He was looking for me.
My inner omega squeals, because Orion wants to be with me.
He noticed I was gone.
I shake that hussy off. He only noticed because he’s just as alone as I am in that house. I’m not the one who can fix it. The pack has to get their shit together.
His pack.
Not my pack.
“What’s up?” I ask, checking my email like it’s so important I don’t give a shit that Orion’s standing there all lonely, practically begging for a hug.
“Oh. I just wondered if you wanted to watch a movie…” I sense him shuffling, scratching at his arms. “The guys are out chasing Finn. He disappeared.”
My stomach sours. Shit, I hope he’s okay.
Not that I should care, but he was feral while he was cutting me down.
“I’m going to head to bed early.” I stare at my screen, using it to shield me from Orion’s weapons-grade pout.
“If that’s what you want. In the morning…” He hesitates on the steps. “You can come up and have breakfast. We eat together before the guys go to work. You could join us…”
I don’t know if he realizes what he’s offering.
Join them?
My brain fizzles out, thinking of more than one way I could join. Like when Atlas has him moaning in the pack bed.
My heart starts to move, and I can feel the blood rising in my cheeks.
A hint of caramel hits my nose.
“I’ll think about it,” I say, trying to hold back the panic. “Good night.”
