Dylan St. James: Omega Concealed (Dylan St. James Omegaverse Book 1) by Elizabeth Dear

Author:Elizabeth Dear [Dear, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elizabeth Dear Publishing LLC
Published: 2024-01-26T00:00:00+00:00

16

AUSTIN

“The place reeks of sour fucking Alpha bullshit.”

Seth was right, and his sullen mood wasn’t helping the situation. We stood in the large patio space of a bar and grill called Manny’s, where Seth had determined via his lurking in the local Pack Rights Militia Discord server that a rally was happening this evening. It was cold, and an earlier rain had dampened everything just enough to have me feeling the chill down to my bones.

The place was brimming with young Alpha men, the air around us viscous with the sheer volume of pheromones as groups peacocked for one another and drank excessively. The crowd was mostly dressed down and decidedly working-class, but a few clusters of pressed chinos and trench coats told me that the PRM bullshit had penetrated all socio-economic levels in the city.

“It does reek,” I agreed. “And your attitude is making it even more sour in our immediate vicinity.”

He kicked at the crushed gravel under our feet. “You weren’t there, man. Dylan freaked the hell out. I just hope she’ll see us again.”

“She will,” Cam said in our ears. We wore microscopic earpieces connecting us to him where he was hunkered down in an unmarked Bryce Solutions van a few blocks away. “My Blossom is fond of us. We’re all just a little… unsure what to do with these feelings we’re having.”

Understatement, but we needed to file it under “shit to tackle later” because we were here to figure out what the hell the Pack Rights Militia was about. If the Browns were tied up in something that promoted omega abuse, we were going to take that to our dads, along with what we’d found at their house, and insist we return their fee. It was clear that trying to needle Dylan for information wasn’t going to bear fruit, and I wanted this case off my desk.

So, instead of reminiscing about how I’d been so turned on when wrestling with Dylan on the mat at the gym that I’d thought I felt my knot give a little pulse—a thing that did not happen for an Alpha without an omega or a bonded partner—I would stand here, dressed in an old sweatshirt and baseball cap, pretending to sip my beer while we waited for this meeting to start.

“You two new?”

A stocky male stopped in front of Seth and me to eye us up and down. He couldn’t have been older than twenty, and he wore a football jersey over a sweatshirt and had a high-and-tight crew cut. I held his stare with a flat, bored look, and I pulsed dominance hard to make a point. He winced and took the appropriate two steps backward.

“Yeah, man,” Seth replied in a lazy drawl. “I got to talkin’ with a guy in a bar a few weeks ago, and he said I seemed… like-minded, so he suggested I come out to the meeting tonight.” He hooked a thumb in my direction. “Brought my brother.”

Crew Cut grunted. “Gotcha. Well, you’re comin’ in right when things are about to start really fuckin’ happening, and it’s about goddam time.

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