Nixie
IF YOU COME NEARMYSON, I’LL GUT YOU LIKE A FISH.
Well, that’s fucking hot as hell, if a bit shortsighted. A chuckle slips from my lips. Riling up my fierce omega is the most fun I’ve had in years. Bet the make-up sex will be off the charts. My cock twitches.
Me
Getting on the plane now. See you soon, firebrand.
Score: Julius-3 Nixie-0
Vonn walks up with a bag of food to share, and I quickly lock my phone. I know Mr. Noble will find out sometime, but it’s not going to be today.
Chapter Sixteen
Vonn
Julius
Where the hell are you? We said pack strategy meeting tonight. We need to come up with all the plans.
Ignoring the message, I slide my phone back into my pocket before retrieving the enormous tray of coffee I bought. It’s completely overboard, and a bit on the heavy side—but what’s a man to do? The door to my SUV pops open, and I quickly climb out.
Julius is right; we were supposed to have a pack meeting tonight to discuss how to make Asher’s mom ours. But I can’t get her out of my mind.
All the plotting and planning in the world won’t soothe the beast inside me who’s fighting to break free. The entire time we were away, I was a surly asshole. Hell, I came close to getting into a fight in the stands—and we freaking won. My unhinged nature means only one thing: I need to see her again.
So that’s why I’m at the Junior Scorpions ice rink. Like a creepy stalker, I texted Coach Ray to find out when the boys hada regular practice. And now I’m just keeping my fingers and toes crossed that my red-haired beauty is going to be in the stands.
And also that she likes coffee… Is there anyone who doesn’t like coffee?
The crisp scent of freshly cleaned ice hits my nose as I enter the building, holding my tray of six different drinks. I wasn’t sure what she’d like, so I bought everything.
Yes, it gives off a needy and desperate vibe, but when it comes to her, that’s exactly what I am.
My eyes desperately search the stands, glossing over the other parents until I find a small, hunched form covered by a threadbare old blanket. The tiniest tendril of flame-red hair peeks out from under a cap, and I home in on it immediately.
There’s my girl.
With a huge grin, I walk straight toward her, flaring my nostrils for even a hint of her subtle raspberry scent. I scuffle my feet as I get closer behind her, not wanting to scare my precious omega.
Even with all the noise, she still startles, glancing up at me with wide emerald eyes. For an awkward moment, we stare at each other, neither able to find the right words, and insecurity creeps in.
Is she happy to see me? Horrified? Ready to call the cops?
She gathers her wits much faster than I do.
“Are you expecting more people?” she teases, gesturing toward my large tray.
Deciding that’s as much of an invitation as I’m going to get, I grab the aisle seat next to her. There are a few seats between us, so I’m close, but not on top of her.I can’t wait to be on top of her.My cock twitches at the thought, and I stifle a moan, sliding the tray onto the armrest between us. It balances precariously, so I keep it steady with my hand.
“Nope, they’re all for you, Mama.” The pet name slips off my tongue, and I wonder if it’s weird. Judging by the flare of heat in her eyes, it’s not.
“I should probably ask you what you’re doing here, or if you have ulterior motives, but you’ve come bearing my weakness.” Her tongue pokes out, and she makes grabby hands.
Her distinct lack of anger makes hope blossom in my chest. Maybe all isn’t lost yet. With a happy chuckle, I slide her the tray, and my Alpha perks up at the little squeal she lets out. My Alpha isn’t the only thing interested, but I ignore my twitching cock and do my best to keep my scent under control.
“Which one do you want?” Her dainty hand hovers over a caramel latte complete with whipped cream and a chocolate drizzle. I can tell she wants it, but wants to make sure I don’t first. It’s sweet but entirely unnecessary because the only thing that’ll give me pleasure is her happiness.
