This bossy asshole…
Emme: Should I bark when you call too? Would you like me to get a custom leash with your name on it, so everyone knows who I belong to?
Annoying Pup: LOLOLOLOLLLOOLOLLOL. *skull emoji* *drool face emoji* Pretty girl, now you’re just giving him ideas.
Annoying Pup: Awww, Daddy Alpha, that name change is mean.
*Daddy Alpha has changed his name*
*Annoying Pup has changed his name*
Alpha Hunter: I’ll be home in two hours for dinner. I’ll have the leash ready for you.
I swear my body flushed in twenty different shades of red, and I regretted my need to act nonchalant in the group chat. I’d made it so much worse for myself.
*Emme has left the group chat*
I dropped the phone on the bed and forced myself to breathe in and out,in and out, until eventually my pulse steadied and my lungs stopped heaving. These alphas were too much, and dealing with more than one at once had me so far out of my league it wasn’t funny. If all four ended up in the same room as me, I’d probably have a cardiac episode and die.
At least Hunter wouldn’t be home for a couple of hours, so I decided to take a quick nap, and see if I could find the strength to erect that damn shield around my emotions once more. I had to harden my heart before one of them tore it from my chest.
Bringing Mom’s face to mind didn’t work quite as well as before, but it was enough to halt me from leaving my room to find Kellan and start up a conversation.
I wanted to learn about him. About all of them.
How old were they? Where did they grow up? What was their favorite color?Did they have demons just like me?
The problem with indulging in these curiosities, though, was it allowed me to truly know the alphas. What if they were actually good guys?
The odds were that good guys or not, if we bonded and shared power, it would corrupt their beasts until everything decent bled away. Though, I only had my mom’s pack to base this off, and they’d never been good guys. Not even before they bonded her into their quintet.
Was there another omega in our world with a different experience bonding into a pack of alphas? If so, how the hell did I find her? I still needed to speak with Chelsea, but her experience in a mixed dominance pack wouldn’t be the same.
My reading skills were too poor for me to comprehend any books on the subject—not only did I receive minimal schooling, but letters jumbled on the page, making it near impossible to both read and comprehend complicated texts.
If I trusted the alphas, I’d ask them for help, but it was too great a risk. I’d have to reveal what happened to my mother, which would also reveal the energy exchange possible between an omega and a pack of alphas. Maybe they were already aware, but if not, I sure as shit wouldn’t be the one to tell them.
Maybe Chelsea… or Cora knew of other omegas across the cities.
Cora, I trusted as much as I’d ever trusted anybody, despite my doubts over Warrick allowing Hunter Reeves to stalk me. Not that I fully blamed him—I was their scent match, and according to Pack City Law, I belonged to my mates. We might have evolved over the years, but at heart, shifters were still ruled by our beast and instincts.
Unable to nap around all my chaotic thoughts, I picked up the phone and scrolled through the numbers already listed. To my surprise, Cora was there with BFF in brackets next to her name.Awww. Kellan made me hope for impossible things.
When I pressed her number, it rang twice before she picked up. “Annandale Interiors, Cora speaking.”
Just hearing her gentle tone lifted my spirits. “Cora, it’s Emme.”
Her professionalism faded as her voice grew more excited. “Emme, I was just thinking about you. How’s your first day in Reeves Pack house going?”
“It’s been great actually. They left me alone and I swam and ate all their delicious food. Basically, a free vacation.”
Cora laughed delicately. “Next girl’s night has to be there. I’ve been dying to see inside their space. No one gets in unless they’re family, or friends of the family, and we’ve never made the cut.”
“Well, you have now.” I dropped back on my bed and pressed the phone harder to my ear.
“I assume you called for a reason?” Cora sounded like she was wandering through her house, as I picked up other voices. “Is everything okay?”
“Totally fine,” I rushed to reassure her. “I was just wondering if you’ve ever heard of an omega being bonded into a full pack of alphas before. In Golden Claw, or any of the other pack cities?”
