A look of amusement takes over my face when I see a flash of pink. Over by the gazebo is a woman. At the sound of her name, she spins around and curses. “Fuck.” Darting off the steps, she rushes into a nearby bush.
“Did you see what I just saw?” Carson whispers, humor in his voice.
I nod, looking around for the man who called her name.
“I thought I saw her go over here,” Another voice sounds.
Three men stand a few feet away from us, coming out of one of the main doors leading back here. They squint and look around.
“I swear to god,” another growls. “That woman is more work than she’s worth.”
“We should just leave her. Teach her a lesson,” the first one huffs. “How dare she disrespect us. Her mother will be hearing from me. For someone who seems so desperate to pawn her daughter off on us, the brat is one disrespectful Omega.”
A gasp comes from the bush, followed by a sling of curses. My eyes find Carson’s, his sparkling with delight.
“I’m not wasting any more time on her. Leave her. I’d rather talk to that busty redhead anyway. She seemed interested.”
The others agree, and the men head back into the building.
I can’t help it, curiosity gets the better of me.
Lifting my finger to my lips, I signal Carson to stay quiet. He grins, nodding his head in agreement.
Trying my best to be stealthy, I creep over to the bush where the girl is hiding in.
“Stupid fucking Alphas. Stupid mother. I hate all of them. Pigs! All of them. Acting like they're doing me a favor. I’m doingthem a favor!” Her voice is growing louder now. “They would be lucky to have an Omega like me. Who names their kids Clifford, Benedict, and Elton anyway? Are they trying to sound like wannabe prudy, rich fuckers? Because that’s the vibe it’s giving.”
My hand covers my mouth, smoothing the snort of laughter trying to bubble up. Whoever this girl is, I like her. She’s got fire.
Crouching down, I lean in. “Who are we hiding from?”
She whips her head around, eyes flying wide as she lets out a squeal of fright, falling backwards into the bush. “Oh my god!” She screams. “You scared the shit out of me. What is wrong with you?”
“Sorry.” I chuckle, rising to my feet. I hold my hand out for her. “Didn’t mean to scare you.”
“Are you sure about that?” The murderous look in her eyes makes my cock twitch. She stares at my hand like it’s going to bite her, and huffs, choosing to get to her feet without help.
She struggles for a moment before making it upright. She grins in triumph, dusting herself off.
The smug look on her face drops as her eyes widen in shock when she steps back, trips over her dress, and falls right back into the bush. This time, I’m not able to keep my laughter at bay, chest shaking with mirth.
“Oh, fuck off,” she growls. “Stop laughing at me and help a lady out.”
Grinning, I shake my head and extend my hand again. This time, she takes it.
Her smaller, softer hand lands in mine, and the moment we make contact, I swear a spark flickers inside me, the jolt hitting me all the way down to my toes.
I pull her to her feet. She comes easily, stumbling into me. I catch her, wrapping my arm around to steady her.
That's when I smell it, the strong wave of cupcakes slams into me. My stomach cramps, my heart starts to race, and my cock thickens in my dress pants.
A low rumbling growl vibrates in my chest, and my arm tightens around her waist. Her lips part, clearly in shock, as a small whimper slips free from her pink, pouty lips.
She can smell me, too. I watch as her pupils dilate, understanding dawning on her delicate face.
She’s so fucking gorgeous. Bright blue eyes that shine in the moonlight, pale pink hair that makes her look even more feminine.
She’s perfect. Beyond perfect.
