“Whatever, I’m going to the dancefloor,” I said, needing an excuse to get out of there.
Now that I was here, I wasn't entirely sure why I agreed to come. Indi's call about making out with Eva was still at the forefront of my mind when Tara texted to invite me out, and even though I was trying to be chill about it, I was fucking irritated.
After the Packtacular, things with my alpha had been a little… off. Not in a tangible way, at least not enough that I felt like we needed to talk about it. But it was clear that Indigo was distracted. Unsurprisingly, they didn't want to talk about it. None of them did, but it was obvious that something had changed between the pack and me that night and in the days following.
Now that Indigo had admitted his crush on her, had come to me wanting to talk about what that meant for us—nothing, they'd insisted. That this was the first time they'd seen each other since Halloween, and they weren't going to go looking for a repeat if it made me uncomfortable… But it felt like denying my alpha something they clearly wanted, and I wasn't sure how I felt about that. Especially when I had my own feelings for Eva in the mix.
Indi told me it wasn’t a big deal, but I saw the way they looked at her that night.
And honestly, the effort they'd been going to avoid her was even more telling.
Whywouldn'tIndigo be interested?
Eva was hot as fuck, had a pussy that felt like magic, and was just so…bubbly. Like some kind of generically franchised cartoon princess.
And, maybe the most damning part, she didn’t have all the baggage I did. A life with Eva, apackwith her would be easy.
Not to mention, she was the kind of fuckable that breeding kinks were made for. And for a pack looking to have a baby, it was just too perfect.
Just thinking about it pissed me off.
I had no idea how the other guys felt about Eva—it wasn't like the Lombardi pack stayed up at night talking about their feelings and braiding each other's hair. But Cameo and I had gottencloser since Halloween. He wasn’t themostromantic alpha on the planet, but he'd started making a real effort.
Eventually.
At first, I wasn't sure that he was interested in me at all. The pair of us passed each other for a couple of days in a weird sort of crossroads.
That was until he came down to the movie room one night while I was waiting for Indi to be done working and shoved his cock down my throat while we watched some final girl fight for her life against a killer. It was a little confusing at first, his gruff communication style and general lack of small talk making my hackles rise. But I'd gotten used to him, and since I'd moved in, I'd caught myself more than once hanging out somewhere specifically to tempt the alpha into taking me however he wanted.
It was easy to worry that a physical relationship was all Cameo was after, and maybe that was true, but it seemed pretty unlikely after I started to receive thegifts.
Occasionally, following no pattern as far as I could work out, I'd come home to find some obscure vintage comic that he'd left for me in my nest. Or my favorite snacks. Or, once, one of his T-shirts pristinely folded atop my fabulous, embroidered cushions.
Odd, but at least it felt like he cared… in whatever way he did.
Marcus, on the other hand, was still a jackass. He did nothing but insult me and start arguments over anything andeverything.
I knew I wasn’t the perfect omega, but he didn’t even want to give me a chance. After Halloween, I had hoped things would change, but as time went on—especially after our conversation in the kitchen this morning—I was starting to think that he would be much happier if I disappeared.
“Yes to the dance floor,” Tara said as she pulled away from Jesse, leaving them looking dazed.
We made our way through the crowd to find a spot to claim for ourselves, finding one near the edge of the platform. Tara was quickly all over Jesse, grinding her body all over them. Their hands moved across her body, the ease and familiarity obvious. And, even though they were a beta… it was easy to feel a little jealous.
I started moving as well, letting myself feel the music as I closed my eyes, disappearing into my own world free of annoying alphas and confusing omegas that I desperately wanted to kiss.
It worked for a while, my attention fully locked on the beat and the movement of my body. That was, until the song changed, and I let myself glance at Eva.
Then I was right back where I started. Watching.Wondering.
On the outside of something that I wanted to bemine.
She was dancing with Ivy, the two bouncing around and laughing like they were old friends. Her short skirt rose and fell with every hop to reveal a hint of her lacy white panties.
Did she have to wear that outfit? Was I being punished for a reason?
Her tits looked so big in that top, and with all her bouncing, they were like jelly. I was mesmerized, my traitorous cock twitching in my pants like it'd forgotten we were supposed to be a little annoyed with her for kissing my alpha.
But that wasn't how I really felt. If anything, I was jealous of Indigo, not her.
