Page 106 of Party Girl: How a Naughty Omega Finds Love
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WHITNEY
The walk back to the house is surprisingly pleasant. Trev keeps his arm around my shoulder, and I find it easy to lean into his side, not because I need the support, but because I relish the safety. I crave the protection he’s giving me. Those desires come from a lifetime of being in unstable environments. This is the first time, outside of going to Granny’s, that I know nothing bad will happen. At least not tonight.
“What about the Omega Council?” I ask.
“We’ll find a way to make it work. For the time being, they have no idea where you are. You having the tracker removed actually works in our favor.”
“Maybe this isn’t the smartest idea.”
Trev chuckles. “A little late for regrets, Whit.”
I nudge his side. “Don’t give me shit for worrying about you guys. Everything you said was right, you know? I am a danger to you all. You probably should have let me leave.”
“Maybe, but it’s too late now.” Tugging me closer, he kisses the side of my head. “Besides, I like that you worry about us.”
He’s changed a lot in the last twenty-four hours. My heart is hopeful that it’s genuine and he’s not going to flip a switch and become a monster. We hop the fence to get into the backyard. I land on my feet and stare at the guys who are all waiting with crossed arms and scowls.
“Oh hi. Nice night for a stroll.”
“They all know you tried to run.” Trev grabs the backpack off my back. “Come inside and we can have a conversation.”
“How very adult of you,” Asher says to Trev. He keeps his gaze on me. “I have half a mind to spank her for being naughty, but I don’t know if she’d like it.”
“If you do it right, she’ll love it.”
I widen my eyes. “Hayden!”
“I can think of a few ways to teach her not to leave,” Avi says with a smirk.
“Come on.” Trev’s soft bark spurs me into action.
My feet move at his command and I growl a warning. “Don’t you start pulling that shit.”
“I only want everyone inside. I’m tired.”
Glaring at his back, I march behind him and the guys fall in behind me. Once the door is shut, Hayden captures my lips and gives me a tender kiss.
“Where were you going to go?” His gray eyes drill into me.
“I don’t know,” I confess.
“Don’t do that again, okay? You’ll break my heart.”
Laughing, I pat his chest and glance away. “It’s a little early for that.”
“Maybe for you. I fall fast and hard.”
“Wow.” My forehead wrinkles, and I try to figure out what to say, but he suddenly stiffens and leans in, sniffing me.
“You smell… different.” He glances over my shoulder at Trev who is casually leaning against a wall.
“She’s pack. Our omega.”
That declaration sends a jolt of surprise and warmth through me.
“You didn’t,” Asher says.
