Page 95 of Bliss & Her Idols

Beneath my fog of happiness from my heat, something is weighing in the back of my mind.

Did something happen during my heat?

Something that I can’t quite remember through the heat induced haze?

My brow furrows.

What have I forgotten?

Has it got to do with this mysterious Alpha, who is agitatedly doing up his shirt and avoiding my gaze?

“Oh, andour Idol heiris getting dressed,” I reply.

Torin stiffens. “If I am an heir, then I’m sixth in line to the music empire. I’m the youngest Alpha son. A nobody. Shouldn’t you know that, Omega journalist?”

“You have no idea what I know, Alpha boss.”

Torin’s lips curl. “Boss, I like that. Feel free to keep calling me that.”

He moves like he needs the space away from me, otherwise he’d reach to nuzzle at my neck.

He looks as hungry for my scent, as I am for his.

Instead, he throws himself down on the couch, as if he’s scared what he’ll do if he sits closer to me on the bed.

I drag a blanket tighter around myself, wishing that I was still surrounded by the nest of Torin’s vanilla tea clothes.

My heart speeds up.

I’m still trapped in this hotel room with FBI’s most wanted hacker, the target of my undercover rescue mission, and the man who is part of the enemy pack imprisoning him.

What should I do?

How do I keep this pack together?

Torin belongs as part of it. Yet if he finds out who Cricket and I am, would he report us to the authorities and have us executed?

At the same time, I know what it’s like to be judged on the basis of your family. Jin appeared to believe that Torin would be in as much danger from his sibling as Jin would be himself.

Is this rescue mission actually going to be both for my Betaandmy Alpha?

“Are you okay, my Queen?” I feel Jin’s fingers dance down my cheek. His voice is like melted caramel. I shiver. “Are you hungry? Can I handfeed you some breakfast?”

I turn my head to smile at Jin. Cricket is cuddled on his lap.

They truly do look like wolf pups.

My eyes widen in shock.

The Beta pup is dressed in casual joggers and black t-shirt, which is startlingly contrasted by his silky, white hair. He’s stripped of any makeup or hair clips.

I’ve never seen him so relaxed. He’s always dressed up in suits, satins, or silks.

Like this, he suddenly looks younger.

Despite deep shadows underneath his eyes, he’s also impossibly more beautiful with everything stripped away to reveal the genuine man beneath the glitz and stage glamor.

Is this what he looks like on the Idol Estate?

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