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Damien
I can feel my social battery starting to drain. The only reason I’m here is because my father asked me to be. I’d much rather be at home gaming, working out, or practicing.
I’ve been here for two hours and have talked to over a dozen people. If you asked what any of the conversations were about, I couldn’t tell you.
My mind has been elsewhere all night, more specifically on a pink-haired stepsister in that killer black dress.
When I saw her before the event, I was seconds from pulling her into the nearest room, pinning her to the wall, and fucking her against it until she was screaming my name and creaming on my cock.
Like an idiot, I let her go with those Alphas. Seeing that Clifford motherfucker with his hands all over her, holding her to him like he fucking owned her, had me nearly committing murder.
As much as it pissed me off to see, it also reminded me to smarten the fuck up. I’m not sure how this is going to work since she’s my stepsister and I’m playing in the KP, but I’m planningto tell her everything when we get home tonight. I’m telling her that I’m in love with her, and have been for years. That she’s my scent match, and I’m one of the three guys she’s been playing with online.
As soon as she smells my scent, I know she won’t be able to resist our bond. Maybe that's a little manipulative, but I can’t risk losing her. She needs to know before those assholes try to mark her and make her their Omega.
Fuck that. She’s mine.Mywoman.MyOmega.My fucking mate.
“Hey, I’m gonna go find Addie,” I tell my dad.
He looks away from the guy he’s been talking to and nods.
I search the room, but her pink hair isn’t anywhere to be seen. When I think about it, I realize I haven’t seen her in a while.
I look around the main lobby and freeze when I see Cilfford, Benedict, and Elton near the back door. They’re with an Omega, but it’s not Addie. It’s some redhead who’s laughing way too loud and smiling at these guys like they’re prized Alphas.
They’re here with another Omega. An Omega they think they’re courting, yet they're flirting with another woman?
What fucking pieces of shit. If I weren’t so happy about the fact that they don’t actually seem interested in Addie, I’d kick their asses.
So if they’rehere, where the hell is Addie?
I check the back garden, but don’t find her there, so I head back into the main room and scan it, looking for her pink hair. Again, not there.
I’m about to check the ladies' room when a woman with black hair steps out. “Nina.” I cock my head to the side. “What are you doing here?”
“Damien.” She smiles. “I’m here because my family made me tag along. What are you doing here?” Nina is a teammate’s littlesister, and I know her well enough. I know she has a big crush on Dean, something the dumbass hasn’t realized yet. Neither has Nina’s brother, and I think that's for the best, or I think he’d kill Dean.
“Pretty much the same reason,” I chuckle. “You wouldn’t have happened to see a woman, pink hair, about your height, would you?”
“Do you mean Addie? Yeah, I saw her leave. Maybe, five minutes ago.”
“What?” My brows furrow. “She left? Was she alone?”
“Uh, no.” Nina laughs awkwardly. “From the way she was all over the two guys she was with, I think she’s about to have a fun night. Not with those dumbass Alphas she came with. Good on her, though. She deserves better.”
My heart begins to race, and anger is boiling in my chest. She left, she fucking left. With two guys? Does she even know them?
“Thanks,” I grind out.
“Is everything okay?” Her smile drops.
“Just peachy.” I turn around and storm toward the exit, pulling my phone out and calling her number.
It rings once before going to voicemail.What the fuck?
I text her, demanding to know where she is.
