“I lost an angel!” I cried, throwing my pack mate a pained expression.
Logan paused, bottle poised halfway to his lips, turning to Parker. “Is he on something or just being himself?”
Parker cocked his head to the side, trying to look serious, but his tiny smile betrayed him. “Unfortunately, I think he’s just being himself.”
“So…who was this angel?” Logan asked.
“She was a pretty pink ball of sass!” I beamed at my pack mates as they glanced at each other. “I found our soulmate!”
“Easy there, tiger. Should I be afraid of who you’d consider a soulmate?”
“Rude.” I pouted. “I have excellent taste.”
“Uh-huh, well, Hunter texted me he was on his way home a while ago, so he should be here soon, and you can tell us all about it.”
“He’s here now,” Hunter’s smooth voice called out as he entered the kitchen, grabbed himself a water, and joined us. “Why are we congregating?”
“Avery’s found our one true love.” Parker’s voice was laced with sarcasm.
“Well, that was quick work. Do we get to meet them, or are they a figment of your imagination?” Hunter leaned against the kitchen island with a smirk.
“She isn’t a figment of my imagination! It’s impossible to imagine someone that stunningandthat great in the sack. It’s a statistical impossibility. So she’s got to be real…”
Parker raised his brows. “None of that sentence made sense. Did you hit your head?”
“Rude! Just because you’re a stick in the mud?—”
“Maybe we should check his head for bumps,” Hunter suggested to Parker, barely holding back a smile.
“Yeah, yeah, make fun of me.” I waved them off, flopping back onto the couch. “You’re just bitter because I met our omega first!”
“Avery, when we meet our omega, it’ll be in a respectable way,” Parker said. “Car sex may be fun, but you have to question what kind of woman would sleep with a stranger she just met.”
I gaped at my pack mate. “Bite your tongue, you dirty capitalist bastard! If memory serves,youonce got physical with a girl in a sorority bathroom during a party. Ifanyoneneeds their character discussed, it’s you, you degenerate manwhore!”
His ears turned as red as his hair. He shook his head. Parker knew exactly how to pull the stick out of his ass, but unfortunately for all of us, he preferred to keep it deeply wedged most of the time.
Behind him, Logan chuckled. “To be fair, we’ve been looking in all the wrong places. That dating app Parker suggested has churned out nothing but duds.”
“Nothing butgold diggers,” Parker agreed. “It’s supposed to be more discerning, but apparently, they’re slacking in their vetting process.”
A year or two ago, we had been feeling the lack of an omega, so we’d signed up for a fancy-pants dating app designed for the elite. It was initially promising, and we had gone on several pack dates. Only, after our fourth date with a woman who’d dropped all pretense and started asking us incessant questions about our business plans and nothing about us as individuals, we had quickly grown tired of it.
We wanted alifepartner, not a business partner. We had enough of those. Honestly, half the women on the app reminded mewaytoo much of Parker’s mom, and while I loved her, I could only take her in small doses. Small dosing our omega sounded like a nightmare. We needed someone we were excited to be around, who would challenge Parker, entertain me, get Hunter to work less, and help Logan gain some confidence with the wealthy world we had to navigate.
Still, every now and again, we tried, mostly after I’d gone window shopping on the app. That would stop now because not a single person on there could hold a candle to my pink angel.
Logan fussed around in the fridge, grabbing himself a quick snack. “Maybe meeting someone out in the real world is the way to go. You can suss out their character in person.”
“And what does fucking in Avery’s car say about a person?” Parker asked dryly.
Logan laughed. “Well, for one, that she’s pretty damn ballsy. Weneedsomeone like that. We’d walk all over any other personality without realizing.”
“Would we?” Hunter asked, his tone somewhat unsure.
We all knew the answer deep down. A happy life wasn’t possible with someone who was afraid to call us on bullshit when needed. I wasn’t always spectacular at boundaries, and I wantedan omega who could kick me in the metaphorical dick about it, and then maybe kiss it better.
“With the way we dominate business dealings, it’s more than possible.” Logan sighed. “We don’t have much practice at being soft, so we need someone comfortable with pushing back. Besides, Parker would be bored as fuck with a docile omega.”
