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When I tried to hold his hand, he’d bolt. If I sat too close, he’d slide away. But when I left a space and waited, silence and no sharp moves, Solomon always closed the gap. Cozying up in the dugout, thigh to my thigh, or brushing my shoulder with a peach-fuzz cheek.
I pin the same-different Solomon to Bish’s car, barring her between my arms without touching. Close, but not too close. “You sure you’re happy with this plan? The audience is bigger than we expected.”
Any other omega, beta, gamma, I’d be clueless what to do without a guiding scent.
Sol gives nothing.
But I don’t need cheats to understand how she’s feeling. I spent years before my awakening, reading her moods.
I know how far to push and when to stop.
Keeping my feet flat on the outdoor rug, I stop the knee twitching to part her thighs. No sudden moves.
“I can handle an audience,” she says faintly.
“We can send you upstairs. Convince Kairo by ourselves.” I hold my position. Steady. Let her know she’s in control. “We never want you to force yourself.”
“No. I can do this.” Clenching her jaw, Sol stretches onto her toes. “I can make it realistic.”
Patience pays when my mate closes the distance, looping her arms around my neck. She laces her fingers in a death grip.
She’s no omega, melting for her alpha, but Solomon hasn’t changed.
Maybe a gamma can’t relax until she meets her equal.
I can give her that.
Soft power for my Sol.
Let her say she’s faking.
Let her take all the time she needs.
There’s no rush.
Sol was always mine, when I had nothing and no one else. Kairo and Jericho couldn’t take her from me then. They sure as fuck can’t take her from me now.
“You don’t have to say anything.” I lean, stopping just before our noses bump. “I’ll take care of it all.”
Her green eyes blaze. “What if I’ve got things to say?”
I want those contacts gone, want to see her bare and yielding.
She’ll give me everything.
But not until she’s ready. “Don’t hold back.”
“Never again.” Sol lifts higher, her unscented softness rubbing my skin like fur. I swallow a growl, flatten my ears, and wait—the wolf, letting the tomcat explore.
I don’t move.
Don’t breathe.
Just part my lips and pray.
Before she can claim what’s already hers, Reese snarls.
Her heels hit the ground.
