A beautiful grin lifts his cheeks. “You’re my mate, little omega. No way will we ever be apart again.”
***
When I step into my temporary bedroom, I notice more colorful fluffy blankets folded neatly on the bed. A sign hangs on the wall over the bed. It reads: This nest belongs to our omega.
I can’t believe them.
A hand curls around my waist. “We want our omega to be comfortable in her new nest.”
“Archer, I’m only here until we catch the killer.”
His teeth graze the seam of my neck.
“Don’t even think about biting me. We are not bonding.”
He purrs in my ear as his hand slips lower. “Your alphas fucked up. But we’ll show you how much we miss you.”
I’m barely hanging on surrounded by his scent and the way his purr makes me want to crawl into his skin.
“Stop purring, Archer,” I whine.
“Little omega, you better believe our fathers will pay for ripping us apart before we could form a pack.”
“Just like I told Thatcher, our time has passed.”
His hand slides between my jean covered thighs. I can’t hold the slick back. I need a cold shower.
“I’m looking for a new mate,” I rasp.
“We’re a pack, Harper. Now come for your pack leader.”
Through hooded lashes, I stare up at him. My fingers reach for his red curls and tug.
“Archer, I can’t think straight.”
“Perfume for me little omega, I need your scent.” He purrs louder and I cum hard.
“Archer,” I cry out as my scent lightly fills the air.
“That’s a good omega coming for her pack leader. Fuck, you smell good enough to eat,” he growls.
“Just wait until I lick up every drop of your slick that flows from your pussy. You’ll come multiple times.”
I blink a couple of times. “What, what?”
He takes my lips. It’s soft, yet possessive. His kiss tells me I belong to him.
“Get ready for dinner,” he orders.
Then he’s gone.
***
I saunter into the dining room, my dark curls half pinned up, the rest tumbling over my shoulders. The purple strappy dress clings perfectly to my curves, hitting just above mid-thigh.
Nude stilettos add a touch of height. My face is fully made up. A rare indulgence reserved for special occasions.
At the far end, Dustin steps out of the kitchen wearing a sharp navy suit.
