Page 141 of Deadly Sweet

“Okay.” I let out a laugh. “I’m not sorry then.”

“Good.” She nods.

“Good.” I grin.

We stare at one another for a moment, and with each passing second, I start to wonder what she’s going to say or do next. She’s unpredictable, and for the most part, it’s made life interesting.

“What's wrong?” she asks, finally speaking.

“Nothing’s wrong.” My brows furrow as my heart picks up in speed.Shit, am I that easy to read? Does she have some sort of magical powers now that she can read my mind?

“Don’t lie to me,” she growls in warning and again, there goes my cock.

Something about the assertive confidence she has is such a turn on. And I find myself wanting to tame that bratty side she shows me.

“Alright.” I blow out a breath, nodding. “No lies. It’s just... fuck.” I run a hand through my hair. “I’m not really good at this.”

“Good at what?”

“Being vulnerable.” I let out a shaky breath. For most of my life, I’ve been the strong, silent type, only opening up and showing a more playful side once I’ve gotten to know someone and grown more comfortable around them.

It wasn’t until Athena was born, just a few short months ago, that I found what Caleb likes to call my ‘teddy bear’ side. The looks on their faces when I started baby-talking were something to laugh at for sure.

Her face softens, and she stops rocking the chair. Putting her feet down, she leans over and hands me the baby.

I take my little bug and cradle her in my arms. She babbles away, looking at me with her bright blue eyes.

They’re such a contrast to her dark, curling hair.

“Talk to me, Leroy. Please,” she asks, her voice a little softer.

It’s moments like this—seeing the sweet, caring side of this blood-thirsty, tiny killer—that have me falling for her more and more.

“It’s stupid, and I know I’m overthinking things, but I’m worried,” I admit, not looking her in the eyes when I say it. But that’s not good enough for her because she grabs my chin and forces my face back up so that I'm looking at her directly.

“Don’t hide from me,” she says, leaning in to brush her lips against mine. My eyes flutter shut for a moment, and I groan. “Your feelings are not stupid. They’re valid.”

This girl. This fucking Omega. “I love you,” I mumble.

Her eyes light up, and a bright smile takes over her beautiful face.

“Shit,” I hiss when I realize what I said out loud. “I mean–”

“No!” She points at me, still grinning big. “You can’t take that back. I heard it. You said you looooove me,” she singsongs.

I can’t help but laugh, my damn heart can’t take much more. “Okay. You're right. I said I loved you. And I do. You’re amazing, Savannah. Every single part of you.”

“Good.” She gets down on the floor in front of me and kneels. “That’s good because I love you too.” This tiny little pixie of an Omega leans up and kisses the tip of my nose. “Now, tell me what's on your mind.”

She loves me. Fucking hell, she loves me.Okay, Leroy, man the fuck up and tell your Omega your feelings.

“For most of my life, I’ve been too afraid to let someone in. I’ve been around too many Betas who had their hearts broken when the pack they were with found their scent matches. Because we don’t have a bond like Alpha and Omegas do, sometimes we get pushed to the side and left to feel like we’re not wanted or needed.”

She’s shaking her head before I’m even done talking. “Nope. Not gonna happen. Not with me. Never with me. I don’t care if I’m scent matched to ten Alphas, that doesn’t change who you are to me and what I feel for you. You're an amazing packmate and an even better father. Your first priority is that little girl, and I have so much damn respect for you because of that. But the thing I love the most about you, aside from being a kick-ass dad, is that you’ve never judged me for what I do, how I act, or who I am. The way you look at me makes me feel wanted. I’m not too crazy for you, too much for you to handle. If anything, it looks like you want more of what I’m capable of dishing out.” She gives me a playful grin. “I’d be a damn fool not to see all of this and not want anything to do with you. I’d never push you out, because there’s no pack without you. I think it’s stupid how some people can so easily disregard Betas. Without you, none of these Alphas would be able to function. You're the level-headed one who keeps us all together. You’re the glue to this pack and without you, we’d be nothing.”

I can count on my hands the number of times I’ve cried in my life. Today, I will add one more.

I’m a fool for ever questioning her. Not anymore.

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