The reporters glance at one another, and for a moment, there’s a pause.
Is that seriously all they have to ask me?
“Josie Williams, Omega Daily. Any chance of an expansion to the business?”
I smile, wide. “Thanks, Josie. Not right now, but maybe in the future. I’d love to be able to offer more opportunities for scholarships and training.”
“Enough questions.” Val suddenly steps in front of me.
Sylvan guides me from behind, down the path created by police and security, as the car pulls up at the end.
The door opens. I’m rushed inside. It slams shut. Someone fastens my seatbelt.
My vision remains blurred as the car starts moving.
I let out a long, deep breath. The car would otherwise be silent if it weren’t for the humming in the air. They’re talking through the bond, and from the way it almost vibrates around me, it’s intense.
“Go on, say it.” I sigh, looking out of Sylvan’s window.
“Say what?” Syl asks.
“Whatever you’re talking about. How I messed up with the questions, and now we’ll need damage control, or the headlines will read,‘Omega snaps at reporters.’Pretty sure Lyana told me as long as I smiled and stayed polite, it would be fine. I only smiled at the Omega Daily woman…”
“That’s not what we’re talking about,” Sylvan says, voice sharp.
I frown. “Well, what are you talking about?”
“Pack Arden,” Val murmurs beside me.
“Who?” I turn, but he’s looking out the window. The name sounds a little familiar... “Wait. The pack that reporter mentioned? What about them?”
His teeth clench. “How they’re a good pack.”
“You’re not...” I glance between them all, scoffing out a disbelieving laugh.
They’re all looking away, jaws tense. Kaiden’s hands grip the steering wheel so tightly that it looks like it’ll leave a dent. Luc’s thumb brushes over the tip of a blade, his gaze fixed ahead.
These men are idiots.
Big, gorgeous idiots.
“Well, I suppose if they’re such a good pack, I should give them a call and ask if I can stay in one of their hotels?” I slip my phone out of my bag. “Do you think they’d give me the penthou—”
The car jolts sharply to the left and parks.
Kaiden turns round from the driver’s seat, his eyes black, locked on me. His alpha is right there.
“Stop,” he barks. Actually barks.
My muscles lock. My phone drops to the floor.
Immediately, his pupils retract, silver returning as his expression fills with horror. “Fuck, sorry. I’m so sorry, Revea. I didn’t, I just—”
“Again,” I murmur, wetting my lips as his apology melts away his command. “Bark at me. Again.”
Luc turns in the passenger seat, his eyes just as dark, the amber flecks burnt black as they both stare at me.
Kaiden’s mouth parts, expression uncertain.
