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Way to kick me under the bus.
I fight the wave of crushing dominance, but it feels like being crushed under layers and layers of thick, suffocating leather.
Even worse?
I’m not sure if I’ll be flattened or I’ll roll over and beg him to do it harder.
“Follow me,” Atlas barks, and my feet are moving before I can blink. “Pay for the cart,” he calls to Craig before marching me out of the store.
I spare a last wistful glance for the pint of ice cream that’ll never be mine.
Goodbye, my love!
On the way out, I spot the blonde omega.
Her jaw drops, and I wonder what she thinks of my escort. He’s nothing like the sweet mate she must have been imagining. In Wyvern House uniform, all black camo, he looks like a drill sergeant hauling me off for fifty lashes.
“Get in the car,” he barks when we reach his truck.
Helpless, I climb inside, choking on alpha, heady musk and leather mixed with Orion’s throat-tickling sweetness.
“Scorpio summoned you,” Atlas announces as he starts the truck. He vibrates, glaring at the road, but even though he’s not looking at me, his presence crushes like a black hole.
I slide as far into the door as possible, widening the space between us. “What does he want?”
“He and the other dads want to make sure you’re settling in.”
“Other dads?”
“Kieran and Max.”
Wonderful. Because I need more alphas in my life.
“Whatever they ask, just say that you’re getting to know us and there are no problems.”
“We don’t have problems.” The guys are mostly leaving me alone, and even with Craig, I’m not being treated any worse than I was at the OCC.
“If you try to start shit…” Atlas flicks the turn signal too hard, his scent spiking ominously prickly.
My instincts have me curling up, afraid of the big bad alpha, but I shut that shit down, gripping the edge of the seat and forcing myself to hold my space. If I can make my intentions clear to the pack leader, he’ll handle the rest of the pack. “You know your dad bought me, right? I’m only here because Hikaru threatened to awaken me with hormones if I didn’t sign on to be your pack’s breeder.”
“Hikaru did what?” Atlas pumps the brakes.
I’m thrown against my seatbelt, air forced out of my lungs. I rub my breastbone with a wince while Atlas stops the car in traffic.
“They forced you to sign?” The intensity in his honey-brown gaze has me squirming for reasons that need to be stomped.
They did give me a choice, only it was like choosing death by being burned or buried alive. “It was join your pack and no forced awakening or hormone shots and into rotation.”
Cars fly by us, honking while Atlas grips the wheel hard enough to make the plastic creak. His square jaw strains like he’s chewing diamonds.
“You didn’t know?”
Atlas doesn’t answer.
He weaves back into traffic muttering, and the only words that make sense are, “I have to speak with them.”
It would be excellent if Atlas started pitying me. Maybe he’ll pity me so much he lets me build my spinster cabin on the back of the pack’s property. “I don’t want bites, and I don’t want your pack. Aren’t we all just trying to survive?”
