I brushed her long blonde hair off her face and stared down at her.
“And how old is she?”
She barely looked legal. But sure
ly Tayte wouldn’t be stupid enough to take her if she were underage?
My stomach tightened at the thought.
Tayte had already had her. Been inside her.
My wolf growled and I tightened my hold on her.
“Relax,” Aaron said from the couch. “I know you’re feeling all sorts of weird, possessive, jealous crap, but it’ll pass. Just, you know, focus on something else.”
I glared at the other Beta. “You mean I should forget that my Alpha’s already had her?”
Aaron nodded. “Yeah, definitely. Because when she wakes, you’ll all have her, and she’ll love all of you. Have faith in the system, my friend.”
I grunted, not able to find the words to tell him to get fucked eloquently.
The anger in me had begun to boil.
Didn’t they understand how frustrating this was?
“You might want to put her down now,” Aaron said, and this time I heard the demand in his tone.
I forced myself to breathe, to think.
Aaron was right, I was only getting worse sitting here with her.
Brad called from the kitchen, “Through that door. The bed’s good to go.”
I followed his instructions and placed her down on the large bed in their spare room.
Dane was right behind me, staring down on her. “She looks like an angel.”
I nodded. “Yeah, she does.”
Her golden hair spread over the duvet encircled her like a halo.
I turned and walked away, unsettled by the way she made me feel. Angry, possessive, worried.
When I got back to my seat, my wolf had begun to relax, to settle. I could breathe again.
“Told you,” Aaron grunted and I nodded at him. Yeah, he’d been right.
“Thanks.”
Brad placed food in front of us.
Pancakes. Fruit. Cream.
“Wow.” The Omega could cook? Who knew?
“Eat as much as you want,” Brad said as he put down a bunch of plates and we all served ourselves.
I piled my plate up as Brad went back to the kitchen to make more.