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I keep moving, moving, trying to grab onto something to make the world stop churning.
That’s when I feel a point of warmth in the crowd. Up in one of the private boxes.
Mid-dance, I falter, my body swinging to face whoever’s sitting up there.
Horrified, I correct before anyone notices, but the pull doesn’t disappear.
I want to stare.
I want to leapfrog people’s heads, claw my way up the wall, and find out who the fuck is drawing me so hard. I’ve never felt anything like it.
I don’t like things I don’t know.
I have to escape. I crave dark spaces and thick blankets, not eyes that want me and alphas who want to take away my future.
When the music finally cuts, I run.
***
Five
ATLAS
I haven’t been to the OCC in years. I remember why as soon as I step out of our truck.
Omega.
There are hundreds of scents. Fresh and raw. Sweet, sultry, musky. Every flavor.
None smell like mine.
I fix Orion’s crisp apple scent in my brain. Instinct wants me running inside. My quads bunch, my muscles firing.
It shouldn’t be like this.
I have an omega.
Our pack has an omega.
“Holy shit.” Finn bounces on his toes, switch flipped back to wired.
“This’ll be an adventure.” Hunter adjusts himself in his suit pants, locked onto the auditorium building.
“Focus,” I bark. “We’re not shopping.” The two of them nod, but they’re still looking hungrily at the source of these maddening scents.
It really shouldn’t be like this. Orion wears our bites. The pack is complete.
But these scents are screwing with me. Making me restless, fingers twitching, and I’m not the only one.
Jett looks cool as ever, but there’s a wildness in his eyes and a thrum along our pack bond. I grab his arm with one hand, and Finn’s with the other. Hunter does the same, pulling us into a tight square.
Connected, we all settle.
I take my first deep breath in what feels like hours, sending reassurance through our bond.
This isn’t the first time my father’s come for our pack. It’s not even the first time he’s thrown us a new member. The dads thought adding a beta would even us out. Craig will never be pack, but we keep his ass around as an assistant just to keep the dads off ours. This girl is no different.
She’ll never be one of us.
