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“Like you?” I slide away.
“Smart.” His grin is so smug it flips my switch—just not the fuck-me, nest-me, make-me-yours switch he meant to pull with his greasy palms.
It’s the same switch that told me to stay the fuck away from Craig.
Just what I need. Another Grade A creeper.
“Did they send you?” I look for the guards, but the dim corner is fulfilling its ominous promise. Between the dominance battle and the candlelight, nobody can see what Nathan’s doing in my booth.
“I came on my own. If you want revenge, there’s no better alpha.” Nathan licks his lips. “Let me have your heat, Darling. They’ll die with jealousy.”
It’s the perfect offer.
I bet my three-figure fortune that Nathan’s telling the truth.
There’s no alpha who could torture them more, and they’d agonize knowing what they lost.
Only one problem.
“I have standards.” I’d pick a random alpha off the street before I chose one so oily he probably stained the booth’s upholstery.
I mean, I’m petty, but I’m not stupid enough to screw myself over just to make the Wyverns suffer.
They don’t need to suffer—they need to stay away.
Nathan’s lazy smile sharpens, but before he can toss his next barb, the winning pack leader struts to my table.
He and his three guys move in-sync like a football team busting through a banner. None of their scents make me want to roll over, but someone is a smoky bacon that fries Nathan’s gummy scent out of my nostrils.
I’d at least say hi for that.
“You’ve had your time.” The leader straightens his tie, flexing broad shoulders. He pushes out a wave of dominance, and I expect Nathan to pack it up.
Instead, he leans back, giving a lazy stretch that moves his suit jacket. “Relax, bubba.”
“You relax, you f—” The pack leader chokes, then jumps back. “My mistake. We’ll get out of your way.”
My jaw hits the tablecloth as the big, muscular alphas I was counting on for an assist scuttle away, leaving me alone with Nathan and a whole lot of questions.
“Why…”
Nathan flashes his lapel, showing off his pin—a stylized black-gold WH with a dragon tail. “Wyvern House. I’m an agent. Who’s going to stop me?”
Hah.
I will.
But I hope it doesn’t come to that. “Now we’ve met. Go mingle with the other omegas.”
“I already found the best one.” He slides closer again. I jump out of the booth before our thighs touch, pulling my knife and making sure he sees the blade.
Nathan smiles wider. “Feisty.”
Barf.
I’d hate Nathan for being himself, but I hate him twice as much for acting like a shit wearing Orion’s face. “We’re done.”
“I’m just getting started.”
