Page 33 of Bliss & Her Idols

His eyes are huge and amber.

They’re stunning.

I can’t look away.

Breathe.

He looks to be Piper’s age. His skin is tanned, and he has adorable freckles over the bridge of his nose.

I hate, however, that his cheek is swollen. Both his eyes are purple and bruised.

He blushes, burying his head next to my neck.

Then we both freeze.

My scent must hit him at the same time that his hits me.

It’s intoxicating.

Cricket smells like honeycomb cherry cake.

This is the scent that his first female Omega dared to criticize asdisgusting…?

I whine, as my eyes drop to Cricket’s bow lips. I’m desperate to kiss and taste him.

He’s my soulmate Omega.

I can tell by the way his eyes widen that he can tell the same thing.

He chirps adorably.

“Who the fuck are you?” Possie snarls. She reeks of beer. “We’ll tear you apart, Omega.”

“Unlikely, bitch.” My eyes flash. “Fucking try it.”

Cricket shakes his head at me in alarm.

I ignore him.

Possie doesn’t know that I’m here withHarbinger, the ring name for my brother, the Champion cage fighter.

Chase will be the one to tear these assholes apart.

Possie looks confused like she’s never been challenged by an Omega before.

She directs her glare at Cricket instead. “Stop that stupid chirping.”

Cricket’s chirps immediately cut off.

So, she’s the one who calls his gorgeous chirpsstupid.

“Your chirp is beautiful,” I say loudly, cupping Cricket’s cheek.

Cricket’s beautiful eyes are wide with wonder, as they meet mine.

Chase drives Hudson to the floor, grappling him. The other man tries unsuccessfully to fight back.

“You fucker.” Hudson jabs and kicks, but none of his blows make contact.

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