Page 63 of Bliss & Her Idols

“You really should sort out these doors.” I meet her gaze challengingly. “It’s a health and safety nightmare.”

Zoe’s lip curls back in contempt. “What’s wrong with him?”

She jabs her finger at Cricket.

“He’s recovering from a panic attack,” I reply.

Since Cricket’s cheeks are tear stained and his curls are damp and plastered to his neck, while he’s also recovering from tonguing me, he looks like it’s true.

Zoe puffs out a frustrated breath. “On behalf of the Idol pack, I apologize. Creative Betas like Ice Dragon, when they’re under pressure, can be prone to manic episodes, you understand? Would you like him to be punished?”

“No,” Cricket and I exclaim at the same time.

She quirks her brow. “That’s up for your Alpha to decide.”

I take the opportunity to slide out my phone. “Good idea.”

I switch it on. My heart speeds up, as I phone Chase.

“Okay, Little Wolf?” Chase asks.

To anyone else, he’d sound calm.

I know my brother, however, and he’s enraged.

It’s amazing to hear his voice. It settles me. I wish that I could smell his reassuring pheromones as well.

This is my first field mission. I hadn’t realized how stressful it would be, especially when things don’t go to plan.

I have serious respect for Chase now, especially as in his last mission, he was cut off from outside support in the illegal underground cage fighting world. He had to be undercover with nobody having his back.

I am so fucking lucky that my Wolf brothers are my ride and dies, along with Lionzio.

Zoe snatches the phone from me. “Who am I speaking to?”

“Who amIspeaking to?” Chase’s voice takes on the uber dominant tone that has most Alphas whimpering.

Zoe pales.

“S-s-sorry,” she stammers. “This is Zoe, one of the staff Betas from the Idol pack. I am here with Bliss Wolf and—”

“Is she okay? Has she been hurt?”

“P-p-please don’t worry. Your Omega hasn’t been hurt—"

“I’m not worried,” Chase says, frostily. “I just need to know whose throat to tear out, if anything bad has happened to her. So, has it?”

Zoe swallows.

Cricket is watching, fascinated. Slowly, he starts to grin.

“No, no, no. She’s simply had a little adventure. You see, she met Ice Dragon at the special VIP meet and greet and well…” Zoe licks her dry lips, trying to work out how to spin it. “Your male Omega had a small…truly small…panic attack. Ice Dragondecided to calm him down for fifteen minutes in a closet. I fully understand if you want the Beta punished. Would you like to choose the implement?”

She says that like choosing the implement is a special treat for Alphas.

She almost drops the phone, when Chase bursts out laughing.

“Punished?” Chase chuckles. “Bliss is a fan of your Ice Dragon. He probably gave her the best fifteen minutes of her life. Is there an option to reward him? Can I choose that?”

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