Page 22 of Opposites Attract
“Figures,” she scoffed. “I know we’re backwoods up here, but you’d think they’d at least read shifter news. I’ve never been called a princess in my life. And spoiled? I wish.”
A frown tugged my lips. “Am I not spoiling you enough?”
We’ll remedy that.
I set down my beer, fully intending to lift her off her feet and carry her back to the vacation resort so we could have more peace and quiet while I spoiled her rotten.
“Don’t you dare.” Fallon growled, turning once again to face the crowd, who put on a good show of pretending they weren’t talking behind our backs. “Let’s make the announcement of your mating and then mingle.”
*
Fallon was a better shifter than I’d ever be. Hell, she was also a better politician than I’d ever be. By the end of the night, she not only had Bryant doing keg stands and half the pack cheering for her to outdrink me, but she’d formed her own little bodyguard posse of younger pups, led by Alice, who kept hitting up the buffet table and tripping over each other to bring their Luna treats.
“Another.” Fallon slammed the glass down, wiping the foam from her lips and smearing red lipstick across her mouth.
How is she doing this?
She smiled bright as I squinted with one eye.
I was drunk and in love and getting carried away by the music playing and the nightlights twinkling from the branches above.
“Let’s get out of here,” I begged for what felt like the hundredth time.
“Not yet. They still don’t like me.” Fallon laughed as Bryant tipped forward, draping his arm over her shoulder and ignoring the possessive growl of my wolf.
“Who doesn’t like you?” He hiccupped.
“Get ahold of yourself, man.” I struggled to stand.
“Them.” Fallon hitched a thumb over her shoulder, motioning to Tim and his family who sat huddled together by the fire and mumbling among themselves.
“Don’t worry about the O’Malleys.” Rachel stage whispered as she took a seat at our table beside her mate Charlie. She was drunker than I’d ever seen her. Half of the pack was too. “It’s old drama.”
“Old drama?” Fallon raised her eyebrows in my direction.
“You don’t want to know,” I groaned.
“Don’t tell me Tim is bitter because he hoped you’d mate with Colleen and raise his status in the pack after you beat the old Alpha in the challenge.” Fallon took another sip of her beer.
“That was oddly specific.” I scratched my beard. “And correct. How did you know? Did Amber and Danielle say something?”
“Please don’t insult me.” Fallon rolled her eyes. “That’s like the basis for every cliché small-town romance story. It’s not that difficult to work out.”
“And how would you know that?” I took a real good look at my mate now that the alcohol was burning through my system. We were still getting to know each other, but she didn’t seem like the rom-com kind of girl.
“I read.” She shrugged.
As if that was an answer.
“Oh, no, Luna.” I pulled her to her feet, basking in the cheers from the surrounding members of my drunken pack as I pressed her to my chest. “What kind of books do you like?”
“None that you need to know about.” She tried to shake me off.
I let her go, plucking the phone from her back pocket as I did. “Is your Kindle library on here?”
“I swear on my life, I’ll kill you if…”Fallon cried out as I tossed her over my shoulder and smacked her ass with her phone still in my hand.
Finally. Let’s blow this joint.