I had to admit, that felt pretty good. But an alpha who didn’t like set omegas? I’d never met one before.
The alpha opened the case he was carrying and took out a blue pair of swim trunks. “How about these? Not see-thru. Long in the leg.”
I blinked up at him. “You brought those?”
“Yeah. They’re mine. But I don’t plan on doing any swimming. Maybe some food and drink.”
“You want me to wear your trunks?”
“They might fit you loose, but yeah.” He turned around as if surveying the room. “And don’t they provide any sort of poolside robe?”
I held up another white net garment with sleeves and a short hem.
“Oh. Well. At least it’s something. Now go ahead and change. Quickly.”
I waited for him to look away, but he just stood there looking at me until I took the trunks from his hand. I set them aside and undid my jeans.
The alpha crossed his arms and tapped his foot. “Any time. I don’t have all night.” He cocked his head. “Correction. I guess I do have all night. I paid for it.”
I inhaled sharply and pushed off my pants. I didn’t look at him as I quickly pulled on the dark blue trunks. They were drawstring, which was somewhat of a saving grace because I could tighten them to fit so they wouldn’t fall off. The legs hung almost to my knees, but I made it all work. Next, I put on the robe.
When I glanced up, he was staring at the ceiling still tapping his foot.
“All done,” I said.
“Good. Follow me. Stay by my side. The others will be jealous.”
“Is that what my job is? To make other alphas jealous?”
“You don’t have to do anything. Just look pretty, angel.”
So, he did think I was pretty even if he didn’t like omegas. No, he’d said he didn’t likesetomegas. It was a weird relief. It meant that at least for tonight I wouldn’t be poked and prodded by strangers, or worse.
“My name’s not angel, it’s Cassius.”
“Got it.” The alpha, whose name I still didn’t know, took my hand. “Don’t step on the broken glass.”
It had been a glass of drugged wine Klonis had wanted me to drink. I bent to pick it up but he pulled me away.
“Let housekeeping do their job.”
He led me through the big house and outside where lights flashed and music beat loud enough that the tile beneath us shook. A giant pool party was in full swing.
My six ranch brothers who’d come here with me were on a small, makeshift stage wearing the horrible net thongs and robes. Dubai and Earnest looked annoyed but cooperative. Seacrest, Cory, Buck and Benji were drugged, their eyes nearly black as they swayed to the beat.
The alpha squeezed my hand and pulled me into the crowd.
3
MALIN
The set’s hand pressed cold against my palm despite it being summer.
Out by the pool there was a stage. Industrial music blared. Six omegas danced to the beat wearing the horrible outfits that left nothing to the imagination. Cut, uncut, low hanging, tight… you could see it all.
Upon seeing the partygoers in the crowd look up at my arrival, most of whom I knew, I wasn’t happy like I should have been. My heart beat harder as if it was in the wrong place in my chest.
I needed a drink but when I turned towards the bar, friends approached.
