Page 87 of Power Shift

“They were supposed to be in an omega-only section. Why was there a fucking alpha there talking to her?”

A light bulb glows in my head as I watch his possessiveness flare. “You told him off, right?”

“Yeah. I got rid of him.”

“So why did she deserve your shitty attitude?”

He stretches his leg out and hisses, glaring at his knee. “She didn’t.”

“You can apologize tonight, then,” Jasper says, hovering over us from behind.

“She’s coming to the house?” Landon growls.

Jasper lifts both of his brows. “What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing. I’ll be in the gym burning off the rush.”

“No. You’ll be with the rest of us doing whatever it is we decide to do,” Jasper states.

Landon’s lip curls slightly before he rolls his jaw. “And what are you going to do?”

“Montgomerys, get your asses on the ice now. Enough gossiping,” Coach demands, waving a hand over the boards.

We rush to listen, conversation abandoned for the time being. Something tells me there won’t be any reason to revisit it after we’re done here. Landon’s growing more bothered by Briar as the days go on. His ire toward her is dulling, and I’m fucking excited to see how weak he grows tonight.

“Areyou sure you don’t want us to drive you?” I ask, hovering in front of my omega.

Briar offers me a soft smile and nods, stroking my bare arm. My dress shirt was left abandoned in my bag in exchange for a plain shirt.

“How about you bring me home on your bike later instead?”

“Fuck, Petal. Don’t tease me.”

“Would I do that?” she teases, batting her lashes.

I want her to come home with us right now, but Clover, the omega who’s currently trying to intimidate me with a narrowed gaze, is adamant about being the one to drop her off at our place. The pregnant woman beside her is shy, cowering slightly.

Jasper, Dash, and I keep a healthy distance away from her.

I tug at the hem of Briar’s jersey, rock hard in my slacks with how perfect she looks in it. “When will you be done?”

“I’ll have her to you as soon as we’ve dropped Sadie off,” Clover answers for Briar.

“We’ll wait as long as it takes,” Jasper says, stepping up to press a kiss to Briar’s cheek. “Being with you is our only plan for tonight.”

She flushes, that warm lemon scent sweeter than I’m used to. “Are you sure it won’t be too late? I can imagine you’re all tired.”

“We’ll survive,” I grunt.

Clover snakes an arm around Briar’s. “On that note, it’s time to go, Bee.”

“I’ll text when I’m on my way. You all played amazing, by the way. I wasn’t expecting you to be so fast, considering how big you are,” Briar rambles, looking at all three of us.

My knot swells, precum soaking into my briefs as I nod in response to the naturally innocent compliment. I’m still ramped up with adrenaline, and with her so close, wearing our pack name on her back, I’m already close to falling into a rut without hearing how fucking big she thinks we are.

I take a step back before my scent shifts to expose my arousal and hold myself in check.

Jasper’s voice is deeper than normal as he says, “Thank you, love. We’ll see you soon.”

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