I put as much emphasis on the word as I can as a little extra dig.
I know for a fact there is no way that these three men are carrying on with the other dancers the way they are with me.
It seems I have caught a catch I never wanted.
Victor just huffs but remains silent as he stands over me. It's dominating in a way that I want to push back on. I want to show him that I’m not some little ‘Beta’ that he can just push around. Thatjust because he is naturally more dominant, doesn’t mean he needs to control everyone and everything.
“Well, this conversation was riveting but I have a stage set to get to.”
I glance down at my naked wrist, holding it up just for that extra edge of drama before I walk through the group of men, shouldering past them.
I don’t get far before a hand is capturing me in its hold. I pause but don’t turn.
I can’t when a body presses itself against my back.
A low rumble and a deep inhale and exhale has a shiver running over my entire body. My nipples rub uncomfortably against the material of my shirt and I know I will have to douse myself in scent-neutralizing spray after this.
“Such a stubborn brat, Little Devil. Just know that I see you. I see those secrets you are so desperate to hide from us,” Conall's low, sensual voice has me struggling to hold back a moan as his breath continues to drive me wild.
“You can run, but you can’t hide.”
I swallow roughly and against my better judgement do exactly what he knows I will.
I run.
Chapter Eleven
Inever knew that I possessed the kind of restraint that I have had to practice tonight.
For a woman that I have only just met, I feel jealous over that Beta in a way that I know I shouldn’t.
Seeing her walk out of the private rooms with him and then kiss him had me seeing red.
I wanted to tear that little cunt’s head off his fucking shoulders. Rip every single one of his finger nails off. Burn the pads of his fingers so he knows the consequences of touching what is mine.
I thought that I would be okay with Valentina being a dancer until tonight.
She may not know that she is mine but she will soon.
I know that both Cal and Olis have been just as impatient with wanting to get their hands on her too.
It's not a want anymore. It's a need.
I need Valentina just as much as I need my next breath of air.
I haven't allowed myself to dive into the feelings of betrayal that have stirred when I have been alone with my thoughts.
I can’t.
I have to believe that my Omega sent this woman to us to help us with moving on.
But the nagging thoughts are still there.
I brush them away just as quickly as they come. I can’t allow them to infiltrate my thoughts. Especially not when my girl needs my complete attention as I follow her home.
We didn’t even bother asking her to allow us to drop her home. Not when we could feel the daggers she shot us during her entire stage set.
The message she was delivering was loud and clear.
