Page 22 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
Rage Against the Heart. It’s a photo of three guys, and in front of them is a face that's burned into my mind, heart, and soul. Ally.
“She said back when we were done filming, she would have tickets waiting for me when their tour came back our way. I thought it would be the perfect birthday gift when you said you’ve never been to one of their concerts. So, happy birthday!” she cheers. “I got you VIP tickets to Rage Against the Heart. And a private meet and greet with the band.”
“W-what?” I snap out of my shock, only for fear to come rushing in.
I’m in Ally’s dressing room. Ally is here... in this building.
The Ally I’ve been in love with for most of my life. Ally, who’s been my best friend for longer than that. Ally, whom I’ve been obsessed with since we parted ways.
Ally, the girl I need to let go of so I can move on with my life.
“No.” I shake my head. “No, no...”
“What’s wrong?” Maya’s smile falls. “I thought you would be excited. I know how much you like Ally Cat.”
She has no idea just how much I like Ally Cat. She has no idea what my past with her is. I’ve never told her because I didn’t want it to affect the way she viewed her.
My head is spinning, my heart pounding so fast I feel like I might pass out. This isn’t how I wanted to see Ally again.
Holy fuck. I think I’m gonna puke. No. No. I can’t see her. Not right now. I’m not ready. What do I say? What is she going to think?
“Whose scent is this?” Brady’s low, rumbling growl has me spinning around. He stands a few feet away, nostrils flaring, eyes wild like a deadly animal.
His hands are fisted at his side, body heaving with every breath he takes.
“Brady, man, are you okay?” Gavin asks, brows furrowed with concern.
“Who’s. Scent. Is. This!” he roars, demanding an answer.
“Listen, man. Calm down,” Grant, one of Maya’s other Alphas that I didn’t notice was here, says.
“Oh god,” Maya sobs out. “I’m so sorry, Lulu. Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”
My eyes flick between the group of them. What is going on? Why is Brady acting like he’s ready to Hulk out, and why is my best friend sobbing as she looks at me with wide, horror-filled eyes?
“Oh fuck,” Gavin’s eyes widen, darting between Brady and me. “No,” he curses. “Fuck!”
“W-whats going on?” I ask, but it comes out as a whisper because Brady’s question clicks. He wants to know whose scent he is smelling. But why? Why would he be reacting to a scent like that?
Because he’s an Alpha who’s just caught the scent of his scent matched Omega.
“Oh god.” My hand flies to my mouth as everything comes crashing down around me. No. Not Brady. Not my Alpha. I can’t lose him. I can’t.
The room is filled with chaos as I stand there frozen. This can’t be real. This can’t be happening.
This is the band’s dressing room. And there’s only one Omega that's a part of that band.
That means... if Brady is scenting someone, it’s...the door opens and three guys come into the room, heads tossed back, laughing and joking around.
They come to a stop when they see us. “Ahh, what the hell is going on?” the blond one, Skyler, says.
Only a few feet behind them follow two men andher. “Ally,” I whisper.
She looks around the room, brows furrowed, before her eyes land on me.
They widen, and it’s like the world’s been shaken yet again. Everything around us goes still.
She’s so damn stunning. Even more beautiful than I remember. Still has the same long brown hair and eyes, same sun-kissed skin. Only now, she’s not a young girl anymore, but the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.
