Page 9 of Lethal Alpha

But, why?

Jorge doesn’t travel with security, so they’re not here for him.Even though they seem to listen to him.

Odd.

Other guests have noticed the commotion and are now staring at us, but Jorge keeps pulling me along to a table where three people are waiting, their eyes on us the whole time.

I feel a strange thrill go through me.What’s going on?

“Relax.It’s all good.”Jorge keeps his voice low as we slow down and stop in front of the table.

The gaze of the male Alpha sitting in the middle is intense as he takes me in, his eyes filled with guarded curiosity.

He’s very attractive with his long dark hair pulled back, putting all his piercings on display.And the dark red suit and black dress shirt fit him perfectly.He looks good and he knows it too.

He’s clearly the one in charge.

The female Omega sitting on his right side is looking at me with open desire and delight.

The light purple dress looks both appropriate and comfy as it hugs her every delicious curve.The way she’s pulled up her hair makes her cute face look even softer, accentuating her Omega-ness.

Though, the look in her eyes is a lot less cute and a lot more dangerous, for my ability to control myself, anyway.That girl sees something she likes, and the feeling is mutual.

The male Alpha on his left side is assessing how much of a threat I am, and I haven’t passed yet.Good, because he’s clearly taking things seriously.

He’s broad, probably taller than I am, and covered in scars.His dark grey suit is well-made, though he looks uncomfortable in it.He’s probably not used to wearing them, he looks like he’d be more comfortable in jeans.

The Alpha looks older than Jorge and the others, older than me even, but the way he sits with them, he’s very clearly part of the pack.

He doesn’t turn me on like the Omega does, or pique my curiosity like the Alpha in the middle, but he looks like he’d be fun to go out drinking with or have at my side while we kick some ass.I probably wouldn’t mind either, even both in a single night.

“Everyone, this is Riley Faulkner.”Jorge lets go of my arm and motions towards the Alpha in the middle.“Riley, this is Mathew Page, and his pack.”

I blink, not sure how to react.

One moment I’m trying to control my pheromones over some very interesting and attractive people, and the next moment I’m introduced to Mathew Page?

Jorge —someone who tends to take life a little less seriously than he really should— is casually introducing me toMathew fucking Page?!

The criminal organisation head whose ruthlessness is infamous even outside of our circles.And he introduces the guy likethis?

I was aware that the two men knew each other.Jorge has mentioned that he regularly works for Mathew, but I didn’t know the two werethisfamiliar with each other.That he can introduce one of the most feared men in our line of work so informally?!

Wait.

What was the other thing he said?

Mathew’spack?

I didn’t know Mathew had a pack.As far as I know, he’s on his own, unmated.

When didthathappen?

Mathew Page smiles slightly as he shoots Jorge a sharp look.“You could have done that much more tactfully.It looks like you fried her brain with that information.”Then he looks at me, his eyes starting to twinkle.

And I have a strong need to grab him by the front of his shirt and kiss his pierced lips, tug on the rings to see if that makes him moan.

Fuck.I need to keep my pheromones in check.

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