Page 6 of A Pack for the Wedding
Then a woman steps into the circle beside him. Her hair is dark and curly, falling past her shoulders. She gives off obvious omega vibes and—
Wait.
Why is he wrapping his arm around her like—
Are they kissing?
My heart hammers against my ribs. My fingers go cold.
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
I squint my eyes and... isn't that... his coworker? Jessica or something?
I stare, trying to make the math work. He literally just got back from his trip. He's been gone for six months. And now he's—What the fuck is going on?
"There you are." Luna catches up to me, breathless. "Beth, don't worry, I'll get Maren and together we'll—" A beat of silence. "Oh my god, Beth, I'm so sorry. I didn't know he brought someone—I—"
I barely hear her.
Grant shifts his grip, and Jessica rests her palm against his chest, beaming up at him, the overhead lights catching something on her finger.
A diamond.
A massive, fucking diamond.
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Arthur
I'm three steps inside the venue when a flash of blond hair rushes past me.
Hold on. Was that... Beth?
Two more omegas come running right behind her—the first one dark-haired... Luna, if memory serves. And the other... must be Maren.
"Beth,wait—" Luna calls as she and Maren blow past me. They crash through the side door and into the dark, and the door bangs shut behind them.
I should go, see if I can help.
My legs are already turning toward the door when a sound stops me cold.
An omega whine. High-pitched, slicing clean through the party. Every hair on my arms lifts. A low growl rumbles to life in my chest before I can stop it.
Omega.Myomega.
My head snaps toward the center of the room, and I see her, hands pressed to the sides of her face, fingers splayed. Mouth open wide.
Jessica.
What is she—how is she—
My feet are already moving toward her, the way they always have whenever she needed me, her faint, sweet scent reaching my nostrils as I get closer.
"ARTHUR!"
Knox's voice snaps me out of my trance. He's rushing toward Mason, who's rolling and scrabbling across the floor with another alpha like two cats in a scuffle.
"Mase,stop—" Knox starts as he tries to get him off the other alpha.
