Page 48 of Knot Their Starlet

The bitter rage that flares hot in my gut, working its way up my throat, hits me like a truck.

It’s a reminder that I’m not worthy of Beck. I’m not good enough. If I were, I wouldn’t have these uncontrollable feelings. Or at the very least, I’d be able to explain them.

Even if we did get together, the chances of me fucking things up means I shouldn’t even fucking try. Look at my father. The last thing I’d ever want to do is turn into him.

Who would be there for Beck? And not just for his heat, but who would be there to help him with this whole industry?

Leo would. But at the end of the day, Leo is a beta, and there are different rules for alphas. If Beck were told to strip in front of an entire room full of people, having an alpha on his team to tell the rest of the room to fuck right off would help more.

“I need to talk to you,” Andromeda says, her arms crossed over her chest.

My eyes catch on the slight tremble in her fingertips before she tucks them away. I’m so distracted, it takes me a second for her words to register.

“Me?” I grunt, my eyes widening in surprise.

Leo leans against the wall behind Andromeda, his gaze darting between us, his expression contemplative.

Beck appears at the sound of Andromeda’s voice. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry, are you okay? I shouldn’t have⁠—”

“I’m fine,” Andromeda bites out, interrupting Beck.

His expression falls, and he tucks his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

“Can I talk to Eli alone?” She shifts her gaze to Beck and does her best to soften her expression, but it doesn’t change the darkness swirling in her eyes. “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Oh, um, okay,” Beck nods slowly, swallowing hard. His gaze remains glued to the floor.

Anger flares hot in my gut again. Sure, she can be pissed, but why the hell does she need to take it out on Beck? My blood orange scent grows sour with my irritation.

“I’m gonna go now,” Beck says sadly, shuffling his way down the hall.

I shoot Leo a look, saying, go follow him, don’t leave him alone, but his gaze darts between Andromeda and I.

“Can I stay here?” Leo murmurs.

Andromeda jumps, glancing over her shoulder like she forgot Leo was there.

“I’d prefer if you didn’t.”

“I’d prefer if I did,” Leo says, his gaze darting to me for a split second.

My eyes narrow. Sure, I’m pissed, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to hurt the omega.

“Then why’d you even ask?” Andromeda huffs, rolling her eyes. “Fine.”

The faint sound of the door closing behind Beck echoes down the hall. I take that opportunity to cut my gaze toward Andromeda.

“What the fuck was that for?” I growl, my lips curling back in a snarl. “Why the hell would you treat Beck like that? What the fuck did he do to you? He doesn’t deserve⁠—”

The tips of Andromeda’s ears grow red as her own lips curl into a matching snarl.

“Excuse me,” she hisses, interrupting me. “The entire fucking room just saw my tits because Beck sent me sprawling on my ass because he was concerned over you. I have the right to be upset! At both of you!”

Her words stop me right in my tracks. For the first time since she and Beck walked out onto that set together, posing like they’re an actual couple, my mind quiets.

Is this normal for her?

Being treated like this?