Page 23 of A Pack for Autumnv


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I’m there! We have a half day at school

Summer

I’ll be there

Olive

That works for me

That sounded nonchalant, right? Something a normal person would say to a lunch invite.

I let out a startled shout when Felix jumped onto my lap.

“Oh my god, where did you come from?”

He just stared at me, and I frowned.

“I’m mad at you. Those three alphas are here because of you,” I hissed.

Felix looked completely unbothered. He nudged my hand until I showed him the group chat with a huff.

“I need revenge on Finn. Something pickle-related.”

When Felix stayed silent, I continued. “How am I supposed to trick him into eating pickles? They brought their lunch today. I saw Lars carrying a small cooler. Also, I’m a terrible cook. Although… maybe that’s a good thing in this instance.”

Felix fixed me with an expression that was a mix betweenthis girl is helplessandmust I do everything myself?

He jumped off my lap and pranced away.

“Okay bye,” I said,rolling my eyes.

A few minutes later, I heard shouts outside. I frowned and ran to the window, making it just in time to see Felix. He was a streak of orange and white as he ran past the house towards the water, the cooler in his mouth. Easton ran after him, shouting, until he stumbled on the sand and rolled down the embankment.

My lips twisted in a smile when Easton popped back up the hill, looking sandy but unharmed. Felix had somehow stolen a cooler twice his size and run away with it, all forme. I couldn’t stay mad at him after that.

I took a deep breath and headed out the door. The three alphas were all outside, peering out at the beach where Felix seemed to have vanished.

“What happened?” I asked.

Easton spun towards me, a broad smile spreading across his face. “Olive!”

My cheeks heated. I couldn’t believe he was always so happy to see me.

“Felix ran away with our lunch,” Lars said, shaking his head. “He’s been acting so weird lately.” He looked down at his watch, and I couldn’t help but notice how thick his forearm was. He was in a black t-shirt that spread tightly across his huge chest. I bet I would feel so tiny in his arms, and I usually didn’t feel tiny.

“We’ll just have to head into town to get lunch,” Lars continued. “Want to join us?” The way he said it was so hopeful, like he actually wanted to have lunch with me, and it was almost enough to make me forget my plan.

But I couldn’t let Felix down now.

“I could make lunch,” I blurted out.

Lars’s lips parted, Finn furrowed his brow, and Easton jumped up with a whoop. “You would do that for us?”

“We don’t want to inconvenience you,” Lars hedged.

“Umm, it’s not a problem. I mean, I can’t cook anything fancy.”

Shit shit shit. Easton and Lars seemed so excited at the idea of me cooking for them. Probably because they’d never eaten anything I made. Now I had to make sure I made them something really good.My eyes flicked to Finn. He was standing in silence, a shocked expression on his face. When he caught me looking, he glanced away.