She chokes a little on her next swallow.
“Now be a good girl, and I’ll show you how good I can be for you later tonight.” I watch her throat bob as I stand back to my full height and look at her with a smirk. I love having this effect on her. Rendering Luna speechless is probably one of my new favorite hobbies.
There’s a clicking noise over the speaker. “Please take a seat. The presentation and dinner will begin soon.”
With my hand back on her lower back, I lead her to our table, pulling out her seat and pushing it in before sitting in my own. The table guests couldn’t be worse. Keith just so happens to be sitting next to Luna, and Darcy, the Beta who refuses to take a hint, sits next to me.
“Oh, who is yourguest?” Darcy asks, specifically avoiding the word date.
“This is Luna.”
“Nice to meet you,” Luna says with a small wave and then fiddles with the stem of her glass.
Darcy furrows her brows. “Is she an employee of yours? Where’s your pack?”
“I’m his stepsister,” she says, taking the champagne and drinking faster than I would like. Darcy smiles widely, and I groan at Luna’s fuck up.
Keith clearly takes an interest in the conversation too, and I watch as he scoots his chair just an inch closer to Luna.
Give me the fucking strength to not kill anyone tonight.Luna included.
“Aw, Ian, that is so sweet of you to bring your little sister to the event.” Darcy touches my arm, and Luna watches the movement with predatory eyes. She turns slightly and holds up her glass to be refilled.
“Maybe slow down, yeah?” I tell Luna, and she glares at me.
Keith leans over. “Need a new glass, sweetheart?”
“I’m good, thank you,” she says, putting the empty glass back on the table.
“So do you have a pack?” Keith asks her.
“I do,” she replies. I watch as she searches the table for something to play with. I pull out a beaded fidget toy out of my pocket and hand it to her on her lap. She looks over at me with a small smile before Darcy and Keith speak at the same time.
“I don’t see any bond marks,” Keith says to Luna.
“How sweet of you to bring a toy for your sister,” Darcy says to me.
I’m not sure which one of them pisses me off more.
“No, not yet,” Luna replies to Keith. I ignore Darcy to listen to their conversation.
“So there’s still a chance?” he gives her a sly smile, and I’ve had enough.
I grip the side of Luna’s chair and drag her so that her side is touching mine. I give Keith a look, and he holds his hands up in surrender. Darcy looks at the two of us with a soft expression and sighs.
“You’re so protective of her. Such a rare trait to find a family man these days.” I don’t look at her, I look at Luna who is staring daggers at Darcy.
I lean over and whisper into Luna’s ear, “You still just want to be my stepsister?”
She blinks at me as I pull back and smirk. I’d have no problem telling these assholes at our table that yes, our parents are married, and legally, we are stepsiblings. But Luna is mine, she’s my fucking Omega, and if anyone tries to discredit that, I’ll fucking destroy them.
But with how small and shy she looks right now, I don’t stand up and make a scene. I do keep a protective arm over the back of her chair, however. I keep my eyes open for any movement on Keith’s action. I’m sure Darcy speaks more, but I just completely ignore anything she says.
The dinner is droning along, and I wish I would have just thrown more money at the cause instead of having to physically be here today.
The meal is decent, and I think we’re home free until some man in all black with wide-rimmed glasses and a bald head takes the stage. He starts talking about microplastics, but all I can think about is how badly I want my stepsister.
At some point, the tension between us grows. I don’t know if it’s her need to make a claim on me in front of Darcy or my need for everyone to know that she’s mine. It starts with small touches, my fingertips lightly rubbing the back of her neck and shoulder. Or maybe it’s when I can’t help but toy with the long gold piece of jewelry that falls down her spine. It could even be when I twirl a long strand of blonde hair between my fingers.
