“Nah, man, you’re right. I’m with you,” he says.
“You with me because you want to be? Or because you want to be with Lily?” I question.
He looks down at William’s dead body before looking at the doghouse. “Both,” he says plainly.
I might have questioned his motives and wanted to kill him before we got here. But after tonight, I can tell we’re on the same team and that he’s someone I can count on. In this life, that’s invaluable.
The poor female dog looks startled, but she lets me pick up her pups, even if she’s frightened. Axel has to sweet-talk her to get her out of the kennel, but she eventually does, allowing him to loop the leash around her neck.
She’s stalky, but sweet as she stares at us, likely making sure none of her pups are left behind. I have to leash half of them and the others I carry in my arms. Axel has another two as we make our way out of the chain-link fence we came through.
“This took longer than I thought it would,” I say and Axel nods, both of us worried about leaving Cash and Lily behind.
But that’s all for naught as we walk toward the SUV with arms and hands full of puppies to find Lily sitting on Cash’s lap in the driver’s seat.
“Guess we know where that honk came from.” Axel laughs, shaking his head.
“Aren’t you jealous?” I ask him.
“No, man… are you?” he asks, leaving me dead in my tracks as he taps on the trunk.
There’s no fuckin’ way I can be jealous when it comes to Lily.No fuckin’ way.
As soon asAxel and Tate leave the SUV, Lily is climbing over the middle console and making herself comfortable in the passenger seat.
“How long do you think they’ll be?” she asks.
“Hopefully not long,” I reply, glancing over at her. Her cheeks are pink, her hair is wild, and she looks so fucking perfect just sitting there. I shouldn’t be this drawn to her. She’s over a decade younger than me, and she’s the Prez’s stepdaughter. I suppose if Axel, a Beta, is man enough to make a move, maybe I should be too.
“What?” she asks, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear nervously, and it makes me realize I’ve been staring at her this whole time.
“Ain’t I allowed to look at you?” I jest, and her blush deepens.
“Only if you want this car to smell like me for weeks on end,” she jokes back.
“I think I like the sound of that,” I tell her.
“You do?”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
“I just didn’t think you found my scent appealing or that… never mind,” she says shaking her head.
“Baby girl, if you need me to show you how I feel about you, all you’ve got to do is come over here and sit on my lap,” I taunt her. What I don’t expect is for her to actually do it. She’s an Omega, so she’s on the smaller side, especially compared to my size. But she’s quick as she climbs over the center console and makes herself as comfortable as she can on my lap.
My hands wrap around her waist, and I sit her down on my lap, where there’s no doubt she can feel how attracted I am to her.
“Oh,” she gasps.
Her body is warm, soft, and having her so close has my brain blanking out on any and all other thoughts. All I can think about right now is sinking my cock in her and marking up her pretty little neck. I shake my head.
Fuck.
I clear my throat, and she stirs in my lap. “I can go back over there,” she offers softly, dipping her head to the passenger seat.
“I don’t want you to,” I respond.
She leans forward, and I’m drowning in her scent as she seductively whispers in my ear. “What do you want, then?” she asks.
