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“You stare at my cousin like she’s your salvation,” Ryn murmurs.
“She’s…” I lose my words.
“Yeah, I hear that. So, what are you doing?” She glances at me. “Hold on, let me ask you this question. If you never saw her again, never heard another word from her, if she vanished off the face of the planet, would that make you happy?”
“Of course not?” I say, feeling ill at the thought.
“And thinking about her with another pack during her heat?”
I grit my teeth together as the image tortures me over and over. “No.”
“Okay, so would you prefer her living alone in a house, time passing? You see each other occasionally, but she lives alone, sad, depressed, willing herself to death because she can’t leave you, but you don’t want her. Would that be okay?”
“No,” I snarl. “You aren’t very nice, Auryn Raines.”
“I’m not. But I’m less blunt than Lia and Locke and ten times more rational than Raider or Kelly. And if those two find out you hurt their missing baby sister, someone better help you.”
I stop, and she lets go of my arm to turn and face me.
I can’t let her go. I can’t let anyone else have her. There’s nothing left for us but this one path. She’s ours. She’s staying. Our omega.
I seek her out unconsciously, finding her twirling ahead of us, and wheeze.
Ryn smiles. “And that’s what I’ve been waiting for.”
“How the fuck are we going to fix this? Crow and Saint…” I shake my head.
“I suggest you start groveling and court that omega the way she deserves to be courted. Luckily, Bethany doesn’t hold grudges the way some of us do. She’s always been more forgiving.”
I look up, catching sight of Bethany, her head tilted back, laughing with Auggie.
“Okay, Beta Raines. Help me, please.”
Ryn smiles and puts her hand back on my arm. “Now, the way to a woman’s heart is a mystery that I will happily help you with. The way to Bethany’s heart is simple…she just wants to be loved.”
I listen intently and take note of everything. Will it be enough?
Chapter seventeen
Bethany
Something’s changed. I mean,that was the intent of the day with my family. But the alphas have gone quiet, pensive. It’s like the calm before a storm, and I’m not sure which way the storm is going to go or what the fallout is going to be.
Saint is sitting on the lounge and hasn’t taken his eyes off my face in the two hours, five minutes, and thirty-three seconds the movie has been on. Crow is laying on his back on the floor with his eyes closed, but he’s not asleep.
Hunter, on the other hand, disappeared, saying he needed to take care of something and took his keys and left.
I finally turn to Saint and growl at him. The unease and pressure has built far too high. “What?”
“Just thinking.”
“About what?”
“About murdering anyone who touches you.”
That should not make me get butterflies. It is not sweet. Oh, hell, who am I kidding? It was dreamy. Swoon worthy. Didn’t I fantasize about my alpha’s saying this to me?
Dare I wonder if these last two weeks have changed everything? Will I be getting my happy ending and staying with the pack? They haven’t said they love me, though, and I need to hear that. In order to stay, I need a love declaration. Those are the rules.
