Pack Darling Part One by Lola Rock

Author:Lola Rock [ROCK, LOLA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943858842
Publisher: Ink Monster, LLC

Twenty-One

LILAH

Atlas drives in silence. I climbed into the back seat, as far from the alphas as possible, but their scents can’t be escaped. Jett stayed at Wyvern House. The other three are three too many for my overworked ovaries, and I’m panting by the time we pull into the driveway.

As soon as the engine cuts, Orion pops into the garage. He tenses like a cat about to pounce when he spots me slinking out of Atlas’s car.

“You’re home early.” He moves to Atlas, who kisses his forehead on his way into the house.

“We’ve got shit to plan.” Hunter squeezes Orion into a hug. “We’re on deck for the Patrick fundraiser.”

“All six of us,” Finn says. “Together.”

Orion pales.

I hold back while the alphas pass him. I always feel weird in my skin when I’m faced with Orion, but now I’m puzzled too.

If Atlas, Finn, and Hunter were my alphas, and I was alone all day, I’d be all over them the second they came home. Full-on movie montage, sprint, pounce, thighs around their hips, kissing anyone or any part I could reach, and hopefully a quick orgy on the hood of the closest convertible.

Shit, I can barely stop myself now and I know they’re not mine.

Orion looks likes he needs a hard knotting, itching his arms and leaning toward the house. He’s holding himself back. Probably because I’m here.

I wince for him.

Omegas aren’t built for restraint. We want what we want, and we want it thirty seconds ago.

Which is why I need to stop spending time moping over what I can’t have.

“I’ll leave.” I move toward the garage door, ready to skirt around to the basement.

“You can come through the house.” Orion runs a hand through soft, messy hair. “It’s cold out.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Lilah. It’s fine. I can already smell them on you.”

That is not fine.

My fingers drift to my waist, not that I want to stab Orion, but if he jumps me…

“Scorpio asked me to go to this ball, otherwise—”

“I know,” he says with a hint of a growl that should send me running.

Omegas are always growling at me in challenge or hatred or fury.

But Orion’s growl is magnetic. Like syrup-soaked apples and honey, melting me like chocolate in front of a cozy fire.

Color brightens his pale cheeks. He’s beautiful, standing barefoot in sweatpants and a T-shirt that clings to his tight, lean body.

While I stare at him, he stares back at me, both of us wary, not sure who should make the first move.

I finally crack. “Honestly, I don’t know what to do. I’m trying not to step on your toes.”

The corner of his mouth quirks in the teeniest smirk. “You ever feel like you’re a slave to the hormones?”

“Always,” I say with a little too much passion.

He laughs, just a puff of air, flashing a breathtaking smile that lightens the day’s heaviness and lifts an invisible barbell off my shoulders.

“Come through the house.” Orion steps to the side, making space for me.

“Thanks.” When I slink past, I can’t resist the urge to breathe him in.

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