AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Is there an upper limit to what they’ll do?
I don’t get it.
I’m not Wyvern Pack’s mate.
Well…technically…but we’re not bound. I’m actively on the rotation list, open to bids, and searching for heat partners.
Is this really about me?
I shiver in the night.
“Lilah?” Orion uses our joined hands to tug me to a stop. “You okay?”
I blink. We’re halfway back to the bungalow, standing under a light pole, like an island in the dark. Atlas hovers behind us.
He hasn’t said a fucking word.
To either of us.
He meets my eye with a complicated look I can’t read, and I finally have a target for all my jittery, frustrated fear. “Is there anything you want to say?”
When Atlas steps under the light, Orion pulls me tighter. It’s the same little motion he made when he stood between me and his pack.
That shook me hard.
But seeing him stand against Atlas?
My heart flutters.
He’s choosing me.
Over his mate.
Over his lover.
Atlas sees and he makes the same conclusion. When his mouth opens, I think I’m ready for anything.
So wrong.
“I resigned from Wyvern House.”
The words echo, met by silence until Orion hisses. “You fucking what?”
“Scorpio wanted me to drop you, then claim and breed Lilah.”
“Un-fucking-believable.” Orion shakes his head.
“Believable.” I knew the score from day one. I’m the original breeder the dads put on reserve.
“True.” Orion tugs my arm against his belly, and the tremor under his skin matches the one moving under mine. I cling to his fingers, and it’s like a closed circuit, giving us both the energy to bleed out all the poison we’ve been carrying. “So what? You think I’ll pack my shit? Think you can just claim Lilah after everything you put her through? No, Atlas. Fucking no.”
“I know. That’s why I walked. I’m out. No more work. No more bullshit. All I’m doing now is taking classes so I don’t turn into the exact same asshole as my father. Or at least reverse the damage. All I want to do is take care of you.”
Atlas shakes. His voice. His fingertips.
The giant in black camo looks so fucking vulnerable, my voice comes out scratchy. “Can you?”
He flinches. “I’m learning.”
