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When it’s our turn, I order a cookies n’ cream milkshake.
Orion tsks. “You want to lecture me about nutrition?”
“All you ordered was onion rings.”
“You told me to eat a vegetable.”
I’m grabbing for my milkshake with greedy hands when Hunter and Finn snap, blocking me from the alpha that just appeared at our backs.
“Who’s this?” The alpha smiles, unfazed by Finn’s warning growl. I peek around Hunter.
Guy’s cute. Dark, dreamy eyes and spiky hair, wet from a shower. I hum in appreciation, drawing his gaze and a wicked smile.
Hunter blocks my view again. “Fuck off, Razer.”
“Don’t upset our omega.” Orion munches an onion ring, casually selling himself out.
“But you’re—”
“Some of us were blessed with two,” Hunter cuts him off.
The guy scoffs. “I don’t see a bite. What’s your name, pretty omega?”
“Lilah,” I answer, just to hear them snarl. “What’s yours?”
“Eason Razer. Razer Pack. And, Beautiful, if the Wyverns don’t treat you right—”
Hunter rips a chainsaw growl. “You wanna meet me on grudge night, E?”
I shiver—totally because my milkshake’s cold.
Totally.
“No, no, no, no, no! Y’all enjoy your lunch.” Eason scampers into the crowd.
But the second he’s out of sight, Eason ceases to exist. I secretly love the way the three of them go back to grabbing me fries, heaping the trays they’re carrying for me.
French fries.
That’s how easy I am.
Every freaking time.
We stop at the pizza, curry, and salad stations, but every time I grab a plate, one of them takes it away.
I walk empty-handed to a booth. After a quick scuffle, Finn and Orion snag the seats at my side. Hunter pouts an unfairly fat lower lip on his own side of the table.
I make a power move, snatching all the fries to horde. “Mine.”
“It’s all yours, Starfry.” Finn pushes over his ketchup.
Orion gives me his spicy ranch.
I wish Atlas and Jett were here, because this is how things need to be run.
When I’m stuffed thanks to three table-mates who keep refilling my plate, they continue the tour, taking me down past the gloriously huge pool to the weight and training gyms.
Hunter leads us into a huge practice room with a padded floor and agent teams sparring. It’s soaked with sweat and old pheromones. So many alphas, I have to plug my nose.
