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Jett’s silence confirms that he’s hiding something, some soft spot that I swear I’m not here to poke, but they have to get their shit together for their omega. “If you’d just—”
“This is not your pack.” Jett’s dominance weighs down my shoulders, but I don’t twitch, don’t bend. “This will never be your pack. Don’t come in here pretending to be a victim, trying to seduce us in your T-shirts. Pretending to care about any of us.” He doesn’t move an inch, but he’s pressing me down so hard my knees shake. “We already have an omega. No one wants you.”
I knew this.
I knew all of it.
But hearing it from him. From the boy who gave me a dress. The boy who always had a cookie for me and a shy smile, the one who found me whenever I was crying alone.
Something rips inside me, and I realize that boy is dead.
The man in front of me, Jett, wants nothing to do with me. And if this is how he’s going to act?
Fuck it.
This man and his whole damn pack are just using me as a stop-gap in their cold war with their dads, and I’m stupid if I let myself fall for them.
I shouldn’t be acting like I can keep them.
Like I’m part of them.
But a shiver rattles my spine when I try to walk away. “Check the security cams. Craig’s not the kind of guy you want in your home.”
Jett’s sexy, floral cedar clings to my nose and haunts me on the gauntlet back to my cave. Orion rasps out Atlas’s name, and just when I think I’m safe in the basement, I hear Finn and Hunter grunting, fighting, the noises melding into a sex symphony.
The burn starts on my cheeks and creeps down my throat until my heart boils in my chest. A warm ache tightens my lower belly, lower, lower, lower, until my cunt clenches, begging me to throw myself onto one of their cocks, where, surely, all my problems can be solved by a screaming orgasm.
Not today, Satan vagina.
Barefoot, no pants, I sprint for the lake.
I don’t feel like myself until I’m body-lengths below the surface of the murky, ice-cold water, and my chest and skin finally go pleasantly numb.
I need to get the hell out of their house before I forget who I am and let myself be broken by a pack of self-absorbed alphas who don’t give a shit about me.
I can’t confuse my longing for what they have with an invitation to join, because they haven’t and won’t ever offer me a real place in their pack.
The gates are closed, and I better keep my fucking distance.
I just pray these hormones don’t break me, because if I ever taste the Wyverns, I know I’ll be lost.
***
Twenty-Nine
JETT
Long after Lilah leaves, I can sense her in my space. She taints my sanctuary, slender legs peeking out from under her oversized T-shirt. Her bare toes clenching and unclenching on the floor, and the dazed expression that sank her features while I poured poison into her elfin ears.
I feel like I’m spinning out.
Lilah doesn’t belong here.
She belongs in the past, my one pure memory.
My nostrils work as if I can pull in her scent, but it’s not there.
I gravitate to the security cams the same way I have every spare second since Lilah showed up in my home.
