If I don’t text in three hours, call me!About to have lunch with my mum, Ford and Lucky!
Grant didn’t waste time, sending back six laughing emojis followed by a thumbs up.He hoped that meant he was ready to rescue him, because Chase was dreading this.If his mother decided to interfere in their bond, even if only because Ford was one of her ORTas, he could kiss goodbye to having a peaceful bonding.
When Wynna Walker wanted something she was dangerous, but if she decided his mates weren’t good enough for him, or didn’t like Ford being an active ORTa, there was nothing that would stop her from getting her way.
Chase got out the car and walked around the corner to the front entrance, stopping short when Ford tossed his cigarette.He’d been hoping to steal that before they went inside.
Lucky was pacing and walked straight into Ford, an unmoving mountain.Ford cupped Lucky’s chin and tilted his head up.Whatever he said had Lucky clutching his arm, the tension fading when Ford bent to kiss him.
Lucky’s fingers tightened in Ford’s jacket sleeve—he was clearly enjoying himself.Not that Chase could complain.Ford was an incredible kisser.He smiled when those tight fingers released and Lucky pushed up on his tiptoes to wrap his arms around Ford’s neck, calmed down and riled up in a different way.
“You two keeping it PG for my mother?”he called, chuckling when Lucky startled and backed off to put a hand over his mouth.“How about one of those for me?”
Lucky positively beamed at the request and met him halfway to stand on his tiptoes to press a gentle but lingering kiss to his lips.If they’d been anywhere else, he might have pushed for more.Looking up at Ford, sporting a shit-eating grin, Chase tossed him the keys.“Parked at the back exit, right outside the door.”
“Perfect.”
“You’re not the only one who knows how to take care of our omega, darlin’.”
The nickname had that grin dipping into sexy territory as Ford stepped closer.“Say that again, meda, and we ain’t going nowhere.”
Chase shook his head and lifted his phone when it buzzed in his hand.“My mother’s waiting at the coffee stall inside.”
Lucky toyed with a pendant and slipped his hands into his jean pockets, looking smart and cute in an oversized jumper with a cream top underneath, paired with khaki jeans and baseball trainers.His hair had been swept off his face, wisps making a fringe over his forehead, while the rest sat in a ponytail.
Sporting a white shirt and black jeans, with a bomber jacket, Chase felt underdressed, while Ford looked his usual smart-casual in a T-shirt, jacket and cargo trousers which no doubt hid a multitude of weapons, cigarettes, or both.
Heading inside, he had a minor panic over what his mother would say about Ford.
“Lucky!”Pip yelled, running across the few feet between them.
Lucky bent and caught him in a hug.“Hi, sweetheart.”
“Tiloosaid you were coming!”Using the traditional word for grandmother just showed how comfortable he was with Lucky, since he normally never used it in public, even around his parents, who didn’t care for tradition.
A throat cleared and Wynna tucked her phone into a bag hanging off her forearm.She was dressed elegantly, as always, in a smart black pantsuit with dark sunglasses she swept up to push back her hair, tied into a tight, intricate braid hanging over her shoulder.
“Tili.” Chase greeted his mother and kissed her cheek.She loved when he used the traditional omega language, calling her mother.“This is Lucky.”
“Lovely to meet you.”She shook his hand and raised an eyebrow at Ford.“King.”
“Boss.”He removed a packet of cigarettes from his hip pocket.
His mother positively brimmed with suspicion and amusement, a sight Chase hadn’t seen outside of her business dealings.“I see why you were eager to accept the bond,” she said, gently gathering Lucky’s long ponytail over his shoulder.
“Can I feel?”
Since he asked nicely, Chase stepped around his mother and lifted Pip to sit on his hip to touch Lucky’s hair.
“You’ll like this one, boss.”Ford took a drag of the smoke he’d lit.“He’s a feisty one.Let me shoot him before he knew I was ORT.”
Though Lucky blushed, Chase decided it was better to distract Pip from Ford’s inappropriate bragging by asking how he wanted to spend the day.To his horror, Ford recounted the entire experience of choosing to shoot Lucky to save him from the OX in his system only for Omha to save them.
“You cursed an alpha?”his mother asked, lips twitching in apparent approval.
Ford had gone the whole gamut and explained how Lincoln had gone into heat, something Ford was convinced proved that Lucky had cursed him through Omha’s will.Chase didn’t doubt the Goddess could curse an alpha, but found it hard to believe a shit like Lincoln deserved Her attention.
“Made me fucking proud.”
