“Makes sense.”
He sighs in relief, but then straightens his shoulders. “About what Attie said…” His voice trails off, and he sighs. “I don’t think I owe you an explanation, but…”
Just as he’s about to speak, a body plows into him, lifting him off the ground and twirling him around. My feet carry me forward, hearing the growl that is rumbling in my throat. I don’t like anyone touching my omega. No one but me.
“Missed you,” the man holding Arbor says, causing Arbor to blush.
“Ten, seriously. Put me down.”
So, this is Ten, the man Arbor was going to stay with if Attie didn’t want him around. Doesn’t seem like they don’t take kindly to fae. Seems they like him just fine. But then again, this pack seems like they’re quick to break the rules when it suits them.
I take the man in. Wiry, but strong, restless energy radiating off him. His hair is a little too long, beard a little unkempt, but underneath it all, I can see that he’s handsome. In a redneck kind of way. He’s wearing scuffed boots and paint-splattered jeans. And the way he looks at Arbor is like he wants to fall to his knees and devour him.
I don’t like that at all.
“You’ve been away for a long-ass time. Thought you didn’t like our dicks anymore,” Ten says and then turns to look at me. “Who the fuck are you? Why you starin’?” He sniffs the air, and then his grin turns wicked. “Oh, fuck, I knew I knew that smell.”
He moves toward me and holds out his hand. I don’t want to shake it. I don’t want to even talk to him, my possessiveness growing inside of me.
“You’re one of Forest’s brothers.” He snaps his fingers and then laughs. “Which one are you? I don’t think we’ve met.”
I say nothing, and Arbor moves up next to me, slipping his arm around my waist. The feeling of his touch has me settling slightly. But I’m still jealous as hell.
“This is Glenn. Now, be nice and stop airing all my dirty laundry.”
Ten smirks. “You two a thing?”
“None of your business.”
Ten laughs. “Yeah, well, you better tell him all your secrets quick. We have a hard time keeping things in around here.”
Arbor sighs and peers up at me as Ten stalks past us both, murmuring that he needs to go find Forest.
My fingers curl around his hip, and he leans into me.
“Is this going to be a hellish weekend?” I ask, and Arbor huffs.
“Feeling a certain way?”
My fingers tighten. “You want me jealous and possessive?”
His eyelashes flutter. “Maybe.”
Another growl leaves my throat. “Well, then, Omega. It seems you may get your wish.”
CHAPTER
FIFTEEN
ARBOR
I seriously cannot believeGlenn is here. Part of me is thrilled, but the other realizes this could easily go sideways.
Thing is, I’ve been in heat with most of the alphas here.
It was just convenient. Attie was here, they were here. I needed help.
It worked. Until it didn’t.
