Page 61 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
I shake my head, looking away. “No,” I whisper. “It normally leads me to think.”
“You don't like to think?”
My eyes find his, and I hate how they sting. “No. Because when I do, it’s always my brain reminding me how alone I am. That the people whom I crave to be with aren’t an option.”
Brady grips my hips, pulling me onto his lap.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I let him hold me, his hands on my ass in a firm grip while I play with his hair. I like this. I could get used to this.
“You're not alone, Ally. Not anymore. I don’t know what it was like for you before last night, but I can tell you now, you have me. You have Lulu. And by the looks of it, Liam and Nate, too.”
“I’m not used to it,” I whisper, hating the vulnerability in my voice. I’ve been working hard, taking meds, and going to counselling to help deal with the depression. But there are stillmoments that creep in, telling me I’m not good enough, that I’m going to be alone forever, or that even though people tell me they want me, I’m not worth the fight to be with.
“Used to what?” he asks, brows furrowing.
“Being wanted.”
He groans. “Oh my sweet, sweet Omega.” He places his forehead to mine. “You have no idea just how wanted and needed you really are.”
“This is amazing!” I laugh as I cling to Brady. We weave our way through the cars as we make our way to the compound. The tour bus was loading up, getting ready to leave, when Nate came back.
The look of horror on his face when he saw me on the back of Brady’s bike, ready to leave, was priceless. I told him we were going to meet him there, and we were off.
I’m sure he called Liam, freaking out. I’m expecting a broody fucker of an Alpha waiting for me when we get there.
“Isn’t it!” he calls back.
I watch the world around us zip by, smiling like a fool as the thrill hums through my body.
When we pull up to the compound through the open gate and park in front of the clubhouse, I’m proven right when I see a very pissed off Liam standing on the deck and a very concerned Lulu beside him.
Oh boy. This isn’t going to be good.
“I told him she was safe with you,” Lulu tells Brady as he gets off the bike, holding his hand out to help me off. “I told him I ride with you all the time.”
“That’s not the same. It’s literally my job to keep her safe. Although I don’t think you should be riding with them either,” Liam growls at Lulu before swinging his angry stare back this way, storming over to Brady. “You're supposed to keep her safe,” Liam growls.
Brady takes his helmet off, shaking out his hair. “She is safe,” Brady growls back.
“She could have died!” Liam snarls.
“That’s a little dramatic,” I tell Liam. He’s overreacting. “Brady knows what he’s doing. He knows how to ride.”
“You could have crashed.” Liam looks at me, anger and panic in his eyes. He really was afraid for me.
“Hey.” I step up to him, and normally I wouldn’t touch him, but knowing I can now, I wrap my arms around his waist. “I’m fine. I’m okay. Brady would never let anything bad happen to me. Same as you. Same with how either of you wouldn’t let harm come to Lulu.”
“I don’t like it,” he mutters.This stubborn, sexy man.
“I know. But you’re going to have to get used to it. Lulu and I have a sexy biker Alpha. You don’t think we’re gonna wanna sit behind him, wrap our arms around him, and go for a ride?” I raise a brow. “Because, babe, I wanna do that again. And again.”
Liam frowns harder. “No.”
“It’s addicting, isn’t it?” Lulu asks, appearing at Liam’s side. She looks up at Liam, narrowing her eyes. “I’m not going to stop riding with Gavin and Brady either,” she informs him, speaking firmly. “I trust them. And like I said, Ally is safe with Brady. He wouldn’t let anything happen to her. It’s the same risk as getting into any car.”
“It’s not,” Liam growls. “I’ve read the statistics. There’s a higher fatality rate with motorcycles.”
“Not when we ride them,” Brady says. “That shit doesn’t count with us. We’ve never had a man crash unless provoked.”
