Page 165 of Pack Rivals: Part Two
I glance at Silver who glances at Connor.
“I’ll get on it,” he tells us both.
“Sweetheart, I don’t want you worrying about that. We’ll get it sorted.”
Her eyes flick between Silver and Connor and she giggles. “Yeah, I know you will.” She shuffles deeper into the cushions, leaning back her head and closing her eyes. “I have the best pack,” she sighs.
“Too damn right,” Hardy says, licking his tongue around the shell of her ear and making her giggle.
I lean back myself, watching as our tiny omega attempts to wrestle the largest of us alphas, trying her best to lick him back.
All the adrenaline, all the panic and heartache from earlier, seeps easily away, and all that’s left is this humming sensation of contentment in my veins.
This is the way it should always have been.
37
Bea
One week later
I can’t sit still.Every time I try, I end up fidgeting so much, I have to admit defeat, jump to my feet, and start pacing again.
It’s partly this coming heat. It seems the shock that had it retreating was only a temporary reprieve and now it’s returning with full force.
My skin is hot and sensitive to touch, my belly’s cramping and there’s an ache between my thighs which is becoming harder and harder to ignore.
But my heat isn’t the only reason I’m feeling impatient. It’s also the fact that today is the day that at long last they’re releasing Axel from hospital.
My sixth alpha is coming home.
The separation has felt gut-wrenching and raw. Another clear signal to me – if I needed any more – that this pack is where I belong.
I wanted to go with Angel to pick him up from the hospital, but with my coming heat, my pack is taking no chances. Silver has had numerous new security features built into my aunt’s condo as well as the new nest – this time one I helped design. Plus he also has half an army guarding the house.
The other half are escorting Angel to the hospital and back. No more pack abductions. Silver’s not risking it, even if Angel insists he can handle things alone.
“You sure I can’t eat you out?” Hardy says, eyeing me up from the other side of the room like I’m a freshly baked apple pie.
“No, we’re waiting for Axel,” I tell him, keeping my gaze firmly locked on the window, because I know if I peer his way, I’ll be relenting quicker than you can say ‘sit on my face’.
I shiver thinking about that. Turns out perching on top of one of my alpha’s faces is one of my favorite places to hang out.
“Little bird,” Nate purrs, and I shiver even harder, fresh slick gushing into the panties I’m wearing. Panties that are already thoroughly ruined.
“How much longer is it going to be?” I whine.
Angel’s been communicating with Hardy and Silver through the bond but I’m still impatient. I want all of my pack. Every single member. Here. Now. With me. In my nest. Rutting and fucking and knotting me and …
Another gush of slick.
I huff in irritation and snatch off my panties, throwing them to the ground.
Immediately, Hardy and Nate dive for the discarded pair like dogs fighting for a bone. Usually, I’d find the sight of them rolling around on the floor dumb – but in my current state I find it darn hot.
I sigh. Who am I kidding? I always find it hot. Especially when Hardy’s dressed in a pair of gray sweater pants and nothing else, and Nate’s growling in that panty-melting way he does.
“Can you please stop that?” I plead.
