She grimaces and rubs some sand off her dress, which is currently exposing a good portion of her thigh. I look up and meet her gaze. “Do I have to?”
“Do you want to come back to our place?”
Luna bites her lip and contemplates it for a few moments.
“No, that’s okay. You can take me home.”
“Is your mom going to be pissed?” I ask.
She sighs and nods. “More than likely.”
“What pack was it?” I ask for nefarious reasons, but Luna doesn’t need to know that.
“Pack Thompson. Do you know them?” she asks, and I sigh.
“Teddy used to be a good friend.”
“I just wanted to wrap him up in a blanket and take him away from them. They were horrible people. They specifically told me the only reason they wanted a female Omega was to have a baby.”
I keep my temper in check but shake my head. “That’s fucked up.”
I climb down the lifeguard chair first and hold my hands up to her. She smiles, and I’m sad I don’t get a view of her black panties on the way down. But touching her waist and putting her down on her feet makes up for it.
Her breath stills as I squeeze against her soft flesh. Normally, other Omega scents are just background noise, but her lavender and vanilla scent has my dick hard and has me wanting to touch her even more. Against what my body wants, I let go, and she clears her throat. A gentle flush spreads along her cheeks as she gives me a soft smile.
“The offer still stands. If Margo gives you too much shit, you can stay at our place.”
“Thanks, James,” she says, and I’m glad she at least didn’t say something about how we wouldn’t want her there or something self-depreciating. Luna has a lot of negative thoughts to unlearn. I can’t imagine what living with a mother who is so jealous of her own daughter is like. It’s evident to me that Luna is what Margo always wanted for herself, and instead of supporting her daughter and helping her grow, she lashes out and puts her down at every opportunity.
The car ride back to Luna’s house is quiet but comfortable. I was on board with giving Ian the greenlight before I even had this alone time with Luna. But now I can’t help but want her for myself. I’ve never felt protective over a person before, and it feels nice. It feels purposeful. It’s not like where Ezra and Ian biologically are wired to want me. If Luna wants me, it will just be because she wants me—wants all of us.
I pull up to the ostentatious house in the gated beach community, and Luna sighs as she looks at the front door. She turns to face me, giving me a soft smile.
“Don’t forget about dinner,” she says, and I nod.
“We’ll be here.”
“Good.” She looks as though she’s about to lean over and hug me, but she doesn’t. She just shakes her head and opens the car door. She leans down, holding the door open. “Thanks again for the ride and the Skittles,” she says with a smile, and I can’t help the small smirk that takes over my face.
“Anytime.” She nods, shutting the door and gathering her keys out of her purse. Her calves flex with every step to the front door. Luna gives me a small wave before entering the house and shutting the door behind her.
I spend the drive thinking of what exactly I’m going to say to my pack when I get home. While what I said to Luna is true that I have a looser leash than most Omegas, I was only supposed to only be gone for an hour.Whoops.
As soon as I put the code into our front door, it’s like Ezra and Ian are both running to the foyer.
“Where have you been?” Ian asks in his dominating voice. He’s lucky I like it in the bedroom, or I would tell him to go fuck himself.
“Yeah, where—” Ezra stops and tilts his head as he looks at me. “You’ve been with Luna?” Ian’s anger drops from his face as he looks at me and crosses his arms.
“I was,” I say, liking this game of having the upper hand.
“Why?” Ian asks.
“Obviously I declared our intentions and told her that her stepbrother has been wanting to fuck her for the last two years.” Ian’s eyes go wide as he stares at me. “No, I didn’t say any of that, calm the fuck down.”
I push past both of them, heading to the kitchen and pulling out some cheese. Ezra has crackers on the table before I can even ask for them. I give him a small smile as I start to snack.
Ian sits at the counter across from me. “So?” he asks softly this time, not being a domineering Alpha like usual.
