Page 96 of Drown My Sorrow

Shale has materialized behind her. I meet his gaze, remembering the way his teeth sank into my chest and how his tongue invaded my mouth. I didn’t think I could feel anything for this alpha but hate, but I’m not so sure there isn’t more underneath it all.

I force myself to turn away, aware that all these feelings are being broadcast to the alpha himself and knowing there’s nothing I can do about it. I might look cold and collected, calm on the outside, but I’ve always had big, loud emotions.

I go into the small café and order seven drinks and enough food to feed a small army. The guy I’ve hired turns and smiles at me.

“Ready to go?”

What was his name?

He picks up the food and then steps out of the café and grins. He’s tall with brown hair and deep green eyes.

“Emrys!”

Shale stalks past Aspyn and reaches out to hug the guy. Why can’t I catch this stranger’s scent?

“Emrys?” I ask.

“Hey, bro, how are you?”

I tense, wondering if these alphas are related to the entire world.

“Bro? Have you got another brother?”

Shale turns to Aspyn. “This one is the nice one, I promise.”

What does that mean?

“Aspyn is the wonder of my life and my omega, Emrys. And this handsome git is my step brother Emrys. How did you escape your people? I thought they had you on a short leash?”

“I ran away!”

Shale and Emrys burst out laughing. It’s so funny, ha ha ha. Not. Who is this guy? Why does he look familiar?

Kelly joins us and stops dead. “Mitro?”

Mitro! Of course. He looks so different without the candy apple red hair. Mitro is a famous star, he’s done movies, been in music videos, and now has his own show where he interviews celebrities. Kelly made us watch one a few months ago with Fate’s Destiny on it.

Why is he here?

I bristle slightly as he moves in and kisses Aspyn’s cheek.

Keagan appears and rips him away. “No can do, little bro. Lips off!”

Emrys laughs. “Good to see you again, Keagan!”

“You look far too healthy and happy for someone who is on the world’s shortest leash.”

“Just enjoying one last day before I head home.”

“You’re heading home?” Shale asks with a tone that makes me think home is bad.

Emrys glances around at us and bursts out laughing. We’re all here, and he’s being hit with multiple different suspicious glares. His laughter dies, and I think I sense bitterness.

“Dad died. I’m meeting someone outside of town and signing paperwork. Maybe. I’m not sure if I’ll get there.”

Shale exhales. “Do I congratulate you on your freedom or commiserate?”

“Commiserate because now I have to deal with your mother, who is coming back to deal with the estate.”

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