Julia has the nerve to look hurt. “Why are you like this?” Her lower lip trembles.Is this fucking Omega for real right now?“Why are you being so cruel? You never used to be this way.”
“I grew up. Something you never seem to have done. Real life is rough, Julia. Get the fuck over yourself.”
Will pulls me away. And just to be petty, I grin at her pissed off face and wink.
She wants my men. I can see it in her eyes. And I’d probably be more pissed about it if the guys didn’t look at her like she was scum under their shoes. But something tells me she’s not done. Not by a long shot.
Bring it, bitch. I’ll be ready.
***
“I’m so tired,” I groan, throwing myself dramatically on the couch.
“Have you eaten?” Nick asks, heading for the kitchen.
“Nah. Been too busy,” I say sleepily.
He grunts, rummaging through the fridge.
The sound of scampering and shouting has me sitting up. “Fucking hell!” Ian growls. “She bit me!”
“Who?” I ask as he stomps down the stairs.
“Petunia,” Ian growls, holding her out in front of him like she’s a football.
I get to my feet and make my way over to them. “That's not nice,” I pout, baby-talking her. She hisses at me, and I swear I can see her plotting my death in those beady little eyes. She just needs more time. She will learn to love me.
I take Petunia from Ian and hold her to my chest. “How's my sweet girl?” I coo. “Did you have fun with Duchess?”
Petunia hisses and Ian takes her from me. “Leave her with Nick,” Ian says, handing her over to the scowling Alpha. “I’ll run you a bath.”
“No. You will not leave her with me,” Nick growls, placing Petunia on the ground. “I want nothing to do with the little rat.”
Rolling my lips together, I try to stop the smile that’s forming on my lips as I watch Petunia latch herself to Nick’s leg like it’s a tree branch.
“Get off me,” he growls, shaking his leg.
“Be careful!” I warn. “Don’t you hurt her.”
Nick shoots me a glare. “This is your fault, woman!” He points at me. “You had to bring this thing here.”
“She is your daughter. Don’t talk about her like that,” I huff.
His eyes widen. “Excuse me?”
Petunia starts to climb up Nick’s leg, onto his back and then his shoulder where she curls around his neck, burying her face into his hair.
“Awe, she’s a daddy’s girl,” I coo, moving over to Petunia to pet her back. She hisses but it’s not as violent as it normally is.
“Why?” Nick glares down at me.
“Why what?” I ask, cocking my head to the side.
“Why did I end up with the fucking crazy one?” he growls.
I smile, leaning up on my tiptoes and press a kiss to his stubbled jaw. “Because the universe knew you would get bored with any other Omega. I keep you on your toes, Daddy.” I wink, walking away as Nick’s low rumbling growl goes right to my clit.
Leaving Nick with Petunia, I head upstairs to the sound of running water. Ian is humming in the bathroom and I can’t help but smile.
