Page 57 of Taken By the Pack

Yeah. Not my business.

I step inside.

The place is warm, packed with flowers in every corner, the air thick with jasmine, lavender, and fresh earth. There are shelves lined with potted plants, vines hanging low from wooden beams.

There’s something chaotic but intentional about it, like she’s built this whole damn place to be a little wild.

And then there’s her.

She’s standing behind the counter, jumpsuit buttoned up all wrong, hair a mess, lips swollen, skin flushed.

She smells like them. Like sex. They ruffled her up pretty good.

She’s their Omega.

Did they both fuck her? I bet her cunt is so swollen right now… No. I shake the thought away.

It shouldn’t do anything to me. But my cock stirs.

Her fingers twitch at her sides like she’s deciding whether to fix herself or pretend nothing’s out of place. She goes with the second option. “Hey.”

I drag my gaze up to her face. “Bad time?”

She exhales sharply, then shakes her head. “No. Just... I’m so sorry, but I kinda forgot you were coming.”

I smirk. “I can come by tomorrow.”

She waves me off. “Nah, I don’t mind. Where are you staying, anyway?”

I tell her the inn’s name.

She actually gasps. “Oh, hell no. We gotta get you out of there.”

I huff a laugh. “That bad?”

“Worse. Mold in the bathrooms, bedbugs in the sheets, and some guy named Lenny who will one-hundred percent try to sell you ‘vintage’ watches out of his trunk.”

“Sounds like a five-star experience, but I have to admit, I am yet to meet this legendary Lenny.”

She tilts her head. “I know better places. We can check ’em out.”

“If it’s not too much trouble.”

“It’s not,” she says, then glances down at herself, finally noticing the disaster she’s wearing. “If you don’t mind waiting while I get ready, we can go.”

I lean on the counter. “Who are you leaving in charge?”

“Nobody. Only had one major customer today so I can close shop until tomorrow.”

I scan the place. “What qualifies as ‘major’?”

“Old lady who buys up half my shop every other week.” She flicks her gaze back to me. “You want tea while you wait?”

“What kind you got?”

“Jasmine and chamomile.”

“Jasmine.”

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