I narrowed my eyes. “Actually, I ran over because my moms were telling me something very interesting about a trip to Newburyport.” I glanced down at the slice of strawberry cake. “Also for this.” I stole it from him and took a huge bite.Serves him right for keeping things from me.
“Hmm? Great town, or so I hear.” His expression was all innocence, and I scowled.
“Uh-huh. It just so happens to be the city my exes moved to.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Leo.”
He laughed, his deep brown eyes sparkling as he played with the ends of my hair. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, azizam. It would be really weird if your pack drove to your ex-pack’s home with your moms, broke in while they were out, misted all their furniture with milk, and sent proof that they’re cheating on their current omega to her apartment.”
My jaw dropped. “Youdidn’t.”
He used my distracted state to steal a huge bite of cake. “There’s nothing we wouldn’t do for you.”
I didn’t know what it said about me that instead of indignation, all I felt was warm, gooey gratitude toward my guys and my moms.
For seeing me.
A bolt of anxiety shot through the bond, and Leo and I lurched. King sprinted over to us, his hair sticking up and eyes wild.
“Have you seen Blossom?”
“What do you mean? I thought she was with you.” We’d all beenshocked when Blossom had stuck close to King’s side all day, choosing him to carry her to the festival.
“She was! I swear I was paying attention to her the whole time!”
I squeezed his arm. “It’s okay. She probably got distracted by something and hopped off.”
Wilder jogged over. “What’s wrong?”
“Blossom is missing,” Leo said.
“Shit.” Wilder went to run his hand through his hair but was stopped by his flower crown. “She was hanging out with Felix, but I don’t see him, either.”
King looked on the verge of tears. I squeezed his arm.
“It’s okay. Let’s just spread out and look for her.”
At least she was bigger now than she’d been at the Eggstravaganza. She was much less likely to be stepped on, and her little body was about ninety-seven percent sass, so she would certainly give a kidnapper a run for their money.
We spread out and just a few minutes later, King shouted. “I see her!” He sprinted to a food booth and let out a frantic noise. “Help! We need an ambulance!” He turned around with Blossom in his arms. She was flopped on her back, her paws and chest drenched in red.
We all ran over, but when I got a closer look, my heart rate returned to normal. King, however, did not share my relief.
“Why aren’t you moving!? Where is the vet? James!”
I covered my mouth to suppress my laughter. “Umm, King?” But he couldn’t hear me over his shouts.
Leo wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his chin on the top of my head. “He’s a lost cause.”
James jogged over, eyes wide. “What? What is it? Did Felix get into the meatballs?”
“No, it’s Blossom! She’s dying!” King held out the bunny to James, who pressed his lips together.
“I think she’ll pull through. Besides maybe having a tummy ache from the amount of strawberries she’s consumed.”
King’s jaw dropped, and he lifted Blossom under her little arms until they were face-to-face. “You did this on purpose.”
