“Of course, now let’s discuss what type of food and drinks you would like stocked and let’s get the paperwork for your trial pack to fill out.”
I nod and follow her, taking one last look at the beautiful suite, hoping that everything is going to turn out fine. That whenever my heat decides to come, all the people that I care about will be here with me in this room. That there won’t be any drama and we can all just live in that moment together. I sigh as the door shuts.
Chapter 20
ShylacamebacktoKelsey’s house. Things haven’t been awkward per se since the group dinner, but they have been off. We haven’t seen Dom again, and I can tell Shyla doesn’t know how to feel about it. It’s like a looming presence of another Alpha in the picture and she doesn’t know how to handle it.
Kelsey answers a call from her brother as Shyla and I stand in the kitchen. Kelsey talks animatedly as she walks around picking things up as she speaks to Smith. Apparently his name is Harry but he absolutely hates it, even though she keeps telling us his name is Harry. I don’t plan on pissing off her scary looking Alpha brother, so I always call him Smith in my head.
“You talk about her all the time. Honestly, she’s all you talk about. I was assuming you like her more than just her security guy.” I arch a brow at their conversation as Shyla and I eavesdrop.
“You’re so fucking dumb sometimes, I swear.” I can’t help the smirk that takes over my face with how blunt she is with him.
“She’s not Hannah,” she says. Sounds like both the Smith siblings have ex baggage. “It’s not going to get better. You’re only going to like her more.”
Suddenly the conversation turns to full-blown squealing as Kelsey nearly screams into the phone. “This is the best thing that has ever happened. I can’t wait! Send me what days, and I’ll make sure I’m there.” She looks over at me and Shyla and grins, nodding her head as her brother speaks. “Oh, uh, I have that covered. Don’t worry about it.”
“Ew, gross, no. I have someone who can drive me, so you don’t have to worry about that. Text me the details, stop being an idiot. Love you, byeeeee!” She hangs up the phone and grins over at me.
“So, are you up for a road trip to New York?” she asks and then looks at Shyla.
“I’m sorry, I would love to go, but I’m working on a case,” Shyla says. It’s one of the first times I’ve seen her down. Like she isn’t giving her Omega everything she wants, and she’s not good enough, which is far from the case.
“That’s why we have an unemployed Beta in the pack who can drive our precious Omega to the empire state. What day is this?” I ask Kelsey.
“Not sure. Harry’s going to send me some final details, but once he does, would you be willing to take me?” I mentally revise his name to Smith in my head.
“Of course, my cousin might be in the same area at the same time. Maybe two birds with one stone,” I reply.
Shyla looks over at me with a little reservation in her expressive eyes. “You’re sure you’re ready for that?” she asks.
“Yeah, I’m rather excited. She seems incredibly sweet.”
“As long as you’re sure,” she says. Her phone blares in her clutch. She gives Kelsey and me an apologetic smile and goes out into the backyard to take her call.
Kelsey bites at her fingernail and looks at me with wide green eyes. “What’s going on with her?” she asks me. Probably wondering if she somehow found out about Meera. Nope, this broody mood is about something completely different.Thank fuck.
I sigh and rake my fingers through my hair. “I think she is feeling like she is failing as an Alpha. While Shyla has slept with Omegas, she’s never been in a serious relationship with one. I think she sees Dom as a threat and her career as something that is a negative when it comes to having a pack.”
“She told you this?” she asks, perching her hip against the laminate countertop.
“No, I’ve just known her for a long time. How she acted with Dom isn’t who she is. It seems like both of them have complexes about being the right Alpha for a pack.”
“It’s not one or the other. I want both.”
“I know that, and I think deep down they both know that, but maybe she needs a reminder?” I suggest. Shyla might be a big, bad Alpha, but she gets insecure just like everyone else. She’s just very good at not projecting it.
“Any suggestions?”
“I think Shyla needs to have a little fun,” I say, and a mischievous smile takes over Kelsey’s face.
“I have just the thing in mind.”
“This doesn’t look safe.”
“Oh, you’ll be fine. Get your cute ass on the innertube,” Kelsey tells Shyla. Nearly pushing Shyla off the back of the boat onto the tube. Shyla grumpily agrees.
I’m greeted by the sight of both of them in gratuitous bikinis. Shyla’s is tight, simple, and brown, showing off her lithe but toned figure. Kelsey’s pushes her tits up so high that I think the only reason Shyla agreed to get on the boat was to watch them bounce as we hit each wave. I was most displeased when our captain for the evening told us we had to wear life jackets throughout the ride. At least when we were on the boat, I got an extraordinary view.