Page 45 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
“So, you and Ally?” I ask with curiosity. “What's going on between you two?”
“As of right now? Nothing,” he says. “But from how our little firecracker made it known tonight, that's about to change.”
“Do you want that? To be with her, I mean?”
“More than anything.” His smile softens. “It’s been a goal of mine for a while to get Liam and Ally together, so we can all be a pack. But it’s not that easy when you have so many things working against you. That's why I want to thank you.”
“Thank me?” I ask in surprise. “For what?”
“For being Liam’s scent match,” he chuckles. “It really is the best outcome we could have asked for.”
My heart sinks. “Was Liam’s past really that bad?”
Nate’s face goes grim. “Not my story to tell, but it’s enough to keep him from the woman he’s loved for years because he was afraid of getting hurt like he did in the past. Big dummy didn’t realize he was hurting himself just as bad by denying her.” He laughs, shaking his head.
“Then I’m glad.” I smile. “Quick question.” I lower my voice and look around, making sure no one's watching before whispering. “Liam isn’t a serial killer, is he?”
Nate’s eyes widen before he snorts out a laugh. “Ah, no. Why on earth would you ask that?”
“I have my reasons,” I huff, narrowing my eyes.
He grins wide. “I like you, Lulu Carter. I think we’re going to be good friends.”
I smile. “You're not too bad yourself, Nate Wilder. I think you’re alright.”
“How do you know my last name?” he asks, raising a brow.
“I have my ways.” I shrug, smirking playfully before pushing my way past him and into the dressing room.
“Lulu!” Maya’s voice sounds frazzled and worried. My eyes dart over to my best friend, and guilt smacks me right in the face.
“Shit. Maya!” I rush over to her. “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” I check her over. Her eyes are red.Damn it, she was crying.
“Me?” she asks. “What about you? What the hell is going on, and what was all the screaming over? Was it what I think it was?”
I chew on my lower lip. “So, ahhh, guess who has a scent match?” I give her jazz hands. “Surprise!”
Her eyes widen. “Really?”
“Yup. And I’m happy to report he is not a serial killer.” I grin wide as Nate snorts a laugh from somewhere behind me.
Her brows furrow for a moment, seeming confused, but then lets out a laugh; probably remembering the conversation we’ve had a few times on my opinions on scent matches.
Guess they’ve changed, big time.
“Just like that? You're okay with it? I thought you were turned off by the idea of having your life turned upside down for a complete stranger? Guess it’s hard to keep the same mindset after you’ve actually met your scent match. It’s powerful stuff.”
“That’s for sure,” I huff, already missing Liam.So weird. I don’t even know the guy.“But here's the kicker.” I can’t help but vibrate with excitement. “My life isn’t just getting turned upside down because of Liam.”
“It’s not?” she raises a brow. “How? He’s the bodyguard for a celebrity. Is he going to quit his job to be with you or something?”
“What?” My brows furrow. “No, no, nothing like that.”
“And you're okay with him working so closely and spending so much time with another Omega?”
“That's the thing,” I start. “It’s not just any Omega.”
“Well, no, it’s not. It’s Ally Cat.” She grins. “This is so crazy. I bring you to see your favorite singer, and you wind up scent matched to her bodyguard.”
