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The music’s just starting, the first few couples hitting the floor. I’m smug as fuck under the heat lamp of his attention. Everything’s warmer when Atlas holds me in his gaze.
I offer my hand.
He takes it, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles.
I can’t remember the last time he showed affection in public. I want to preen and wiggle and offer my ass, let him spread me out and take me on the dinner table.
I want everything Atlas will give me.
Everything.
Lilah inhales, the sound sharp and harsh.
Shit.
My perfume must be fucking ridiculous while I’m panting over our pack leader.
“Sorry, it’s—” The words crumble, ash on my tongue.
Atlas growls, and this time, it’s not a low, sexy rumble. It’s a full-on, back-the-fuck-up warning that reverses my blood in my veins.
An alpha stalks to our table, murder in his hooded eyes.
His gaze drags over me like a zip tie, hard and restraining. Then he spots Lilah and his gangster smile pulls wide as a nightmare clown’s.
Finn snarls and rears in his chair, shifting to block Lilah.
Thank fuck, my instincts don’t swing territorial. My instincts want me still and silent.
Dominik Redfang.
There’s no way Lilah knows who he is, but she senses the same evil that has me pressing into Atlas, needing his reassuring touch. Hunching low in her chair, Lilah grips her bodice over the spot that hides Finn’s knife.
“How sweet.” Dom stops in front of our table, steepling his fingers as he stares down at Lilah like a deranged CEO pondering his next takeover at gunpoint. “The Wyvern pack has a new addition just when mine is mourning its lost brother.”
Atlas stands at my back, draping possessive hands over my shoulders.
I wonder if I should do the same to Lilah, but even with my pack leader behind me, I don’t dare twitch in front of Dom. Lilah’s on the same wavelength. Dead still, the shallow flare of her nostrils is the only sign she’s not a pretty living doll.
My omega instincts scream. Don’t draw the predator’s attention.
“You weren’t invited to this party,” Atlas bites out the words.
“A friend gave me a call. Said the Wyvern pack showed up at the ball with a beautiful new omega. Unmarked.” He watches Lilah through lowered eyes, thick with dark lashes that can’t hide his predatory gaze.
She meets his stare.
Dominance rolls off him as he tries to press her to submit. Even with Atlas against my back, my knees tremble. Without him, I’m pretty sure I’d cave.
Lilah stands up to Dom like a tree in a storm, trembling but relentless.
His thin lips tilt, amusement, interest, and pure fucking madness dripping from every inch of him. He offers her a hand that may as well be a grenade. “May I have this dance?”
Deathly still, Finn stares at Dom with shadows whirling in his eyes.
Hunter growls. “You’ve got some fucking balls trying to take our—”
“She’s not yours,” Dom says crisply. “She’s fair game. Isn’t that right, Miss Darling?”
