Page 37 of Knot a Bad Idea
My nipples pebble under the dress and goosebumps run across my body as I breathe Donovan in.
My mind grows foggy, so overwhelmed by his Alpha pheromones that I have half a mind to lift my dress and let him have his way with me on the stairs.
I lick my lips, and a low growl sounds from him. “April—” he starts, his voice strained, but then the sound of a horn blaring snaps me out of my stupor. He grabs my hand, and before I can protest, he leads me out the front door and into the waiting car.
My head swirls, shocked at the way his pheromones affected me so deeply and quickly.
He can pretend he’s not affected by me, but his scent gives him away
It also means that hedoeswant me, and I worried for nothing.
I perch on Hunter’s lap in the limo while his fingers run lazy circles over my thighs. He purrs for me, whispering in my ear and nipping at my earlobe.
“You smell like Donovan,” he croons. “Did he finally get that stick out of his ass?”
I bark out a laugh, feeling Donovan’s eyes on me from the opposite side of the seats.
Baby steps.
I told him how I felt and what I wanted.
His reaction told me he felt the same way.
Maybe, just maybe, it will be okay.
“So, Donovan. Don.Donny.”
I stop in the hallway, nursing my glass of sparkling wine.
This charity auction was livelier than the last one, and I ended up with Liam and Hunter on the dancefloor, laughing and giggling the night away.
Donovan did not join us, but kept busy chatting with associates and everything else I know he hates to do.
And now, one of the patrons has him in a corner, talking to him animatedly.
Donovan doesn’t see me. Liam and Hunter are at the opposite end of the hotel bar, while I’m near the back of one of the banquet rooms, watching Donovan suffer through enduring a conversation with a middle-aged Beta man.
His back is to me, and I’m about to save him from the annoying patron when his words give me pause.
“So, Donny, what are you doing with that Omega? Little Miss Nobody? Pack Axton can do better than that, can’t they?”
My heart stops, insecurities making my blood freeze.
I hold my breath.
But Donovan’s bitter, humorless chuckle confirms my fears.
“You’re right. She’s not here for the long run with us, I assure you.”
I don’t recognize that tone from him.
The Beta laughs obnoxiously. “I knew it! You’reterrible, Donovan! It seems like your packmates adore her, though.”
I want to run, but I stay frozen in place, waiting for Donovan’s next words to slice me open.
“Liam will fall in love with any Omega that bothers to be nice to him, and Hunter just likes having the attention on him. ‘Adore’ is a strong word for either of them. We’re just having fun.”
I lean against the wall as my hands shake.