Page 28 of Talk About… Trouble

Now we had their attention. Maverick and Cameron both gave me a nod in greeting, but Nash sat his stuff down and started moving our way.

“Wren, I wanted to talk to you,” he said as he approached. Whatever he was going to say fell away as Devon gripped my hand hard enough I yelped in protest. They both froze, eyes wide and nostrils flaring.

“We’re mates.”

Nash

Green apple and cedarwood hit me square in the chest, stealing my breath as my eyes fell on the male omega next to Wren. I’d seen him at the bar but we hadn’t been introduced and, apparently, had enough space and people between us to buffer the scent.

Holy hell.

He was gorgeous. Just as pretty as the omega by his side. She was looking panicked and he was pulling her tighter to him like he could shield her from this.

I never pictured myself finding my mate in a man, but this omega was exactly my type. He had this soft and wavy, honey blond hair that rested on his head in perfectly-styled chaos. His nose was dusted in freckles like hers was, like the pair had spent time in the sun.

Warm, brown eyes were locked on me, swirling with too many emotions to keep up with.

I didn’t register anyone speaking around us as my world narrowed down to the two omegas in front of me.

“She’s mine. That’s not changing,” he said bluntly. Her lips parted and a soft noise escaped her that was a mix of shock and worry. Those gorgeous blue eyes of hers bounced between the two of us.

“We’ll be out on the porch,” Mama said, ushering everyone else out while we had this awkward staredown.

“I’m fine with that,” I said, stepping even closer. Her scent was just as light as it was at the bar, that hint of watermelon and raspberry that had me craving more of it. The way it mixed with the tart and woodsy scent of the other omega and they were mouthwatering.

My cock agreed as it hardened, pushing against the tight jeans I was wearing.

“Devon.”

So, that was his name. It fit him.

“But we’re not…” Wren trailed off, her chest rising and falling rapidly enough the trance I was in fell away.

“Hey, are you okay? Take a breath for me, sweetheart,” I said, putting my focus on her.

“Wren, baby, breathe,” Devon said, turning her and taking over-exaggerated breaths to coax her into joining him. She tried, her eyes going wild and darting around as if she were trying to find a way out of this.

Barking at her was the wrong move, I knew that without having to be told, so instead, I took control of the situation.

“Kiss her. Now.” It was a demand, one that wasn’t barked but he eagerly followed all the same. She sucked in a shocked gasp, filling her lungs with a breath they desperately needed. I moved in behind her to steady her swaying body as Devon captured her lips. His hand wound around her waist but I was close enough his skin brushed over my shirt. I could feel his heat through thefabric and my cock was painfully hard as my eyes drank in the sight of them.

Her panic was gone as quickly as it came as he coaxed her with his lips to come back to us.

“That’s right. You’re being so good for your omega, aren’t you, sweetheart?” I husked, stroking a hand over the side of her neck. She shivered in response as a moan escaped her.

Fuck, I wanted to take them home with me so I could have a taste. I bet they both tasted as fucking delicious as they smelled.

Devon slowed down the kiss to sweet, tasting her for a moment longer before stepping away. Her wide, doe eyes were stunned and fuck, she looked so fucking beautiful.

My eyes drifted to my mate. His lips were swollen from their kisses, his skin flushed and making his freckles stand out even more.

There was not even an ounce of hesitation in me as I claimed them both.

“You’re both mine,” I said as if it were fact. Of course, she had a say but I saw the way she looked at me that night. “Your scent isn’t as strong as his, but it affects me all the same, Wren. Give me a chance to treat you like you deserve. Both of you.”

“Even if she’s not, she’s not going anywhere,” Devon said, his feisty side coming out as he squared his shoulders and faced off with me. “That may mean sharing her with another pack some day.”

“As long as she doesn’t cast us aside, too, that’s fine with me,” I said. “I always wanted a big family.”

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