Page 15 of The Silver Pact


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Our kiss turns molten in seconds. I cling to him, losing track of everything around us, except for West and his slowly wandering hands. I’ve never been kissed like this before. Never with gentle adoration and sinfully seductive coaxing. The kisses I’ve had were brutally stolen from me.

Ross steps back and clears his throat.

I glance up and catch Quint and Ian glaring from the window. My cheeks scorch, and the shame of everything I am returns in a massive wave. My lips still tingle, but I feel like my soul is shriveling up, trying to hide from the constant need versus what’s right.

I’m the omega who flirted with them. I used them as a stepping stone at the Omega Meet to move to better packs. With open honesty, I confront that truth and admit I was cruel to this pack when they deserved more.

I was desperate.

Shame burns hot in me. My shoulders slump, and I try to pull away from West’s hands.

“Stop thinking those thoughts, Silver.”

I shake my head, refusing to meet Ross’ gaze. “You’d be better off with anyone else but me.”

“Why?” West growls.

I tug myself free and turn to face them.

“I want to leave.”

Ross’ face falls, but West’s eyes gleam with frustration.

“Sure, let me drop you off,” West says carefully.

It feels like a trap, but I’ll take any escape from the furious eyes of the alpha I can feel inside me.

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Quint

Three years and two weeks ago

Silver

West said I was the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. Then he held my hand. That’s all. He held my hand. I think I love him.

Present Day

I follow discreetly. Drop her off? Is West kidding? She climbs out of the car and waves while he drives away. I scoff at her naivety. To think that we would really just let her go, after all these years. I curse as I watch her thread into the crowd of people, hurrying towards some unknown destination.

I slide out of my car and start hurrying through the crowd after her. All the while, she slips further away. Where is she going? She cuts through an alley and turns right at the end. I have to jog so I don’t lose her. The place stinks all to high hell, and my anger spikes and continues to fester inside me.

She knows this area well. That insight makes me want to set the place on fire. Why? It’s an awful part of town. Why did she ask to be dropped off here? Does she really have no money? A tiny slither of unease has me turning the next corner faster. My heart pounds when I don’t spot her, but just when I think she’s gone, I glimpse her out of the corner of my eye, disappearing into a park.

Oh, hell no! She will not sleep with the homeless people in that park. The reputation it has for violence is second to none. How could you be so stupid?

I race to catch up to her. I don’t even care about being seen now. The traffic light turns red, but I keep running, ignoring the screeches of tyres and curses thrown in my direction. The only thing that matters is catching that vanishing omega before we lose her forever.

Once I’m in the park, I catch a whiff of her scent and follow it. My shoes pound the hard-packed dirt as I run. Following a trail made by hundreds of homeless humans as they migrate in and out of the parklands, I run until I catch sight of her.

I take just seconds to catch up, and I grab her upper arm, ignoring the fear and surprise, and whip her into me. I’m not gentle. Fuck being gentle. I’m too mad at her carelessness. Her suicidal idiocy. If she wants to throw her life away, she can do it with us!

“What are you doing here, Davies?”

She winces. “I was going to find somewhere warm to sleep, Vore.”

I growl at her, showing my teeth and temper. “Why are you here? Why are you here and not with Onyx? Why are you here and not with us? Why are you here and not with a pack?” With each question, I get louder until I’m shouting at her, furious with both of us. “Are we so bad that you’d rather sleep here in this park than in our guest room?”

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