Page 66 of Queen Of Clubs

Griffin gives him a dirty look as Everett kisses me on the cheek. Griffin does the same thing before the two of them jog over to where their fans are waiting.

“This is weird,” I state as I stand there watching as everyone freaks out over my guys. They all rush at them, their security team having to remind the fans to keep things calm or they will be asked to leave.

“You get used to it after a while. It kind of becomes a routine,” Calvin explains, standing so close behind me I can feel the heat of his body. My alpha. My scent match alpha. Fuck, why do I like that so much?

“I’m really proud of them. This is something they worked so hard for. Dreamed about it for years. It’s crazy to see it come to life.” I look at Calvin over my shoulder. “Do you go on tour with them often?”

He’s dressed similar to how he was yesterday. A business suit, but the top few buttons of his dress shirt are undone, showing off a bit of ink. “Sometimes,” he answers. “I’ve gone on a few. But mostly I attend the local shows.”

“Then why did you come on this one?” I ask, but I already know the answer.

“Because I wanted time with you.” He smirks. “When I found out the guys were leaving early, and the flight itinerary included an extra person, I had a feeling they managed to get you to come along. Although I didn’t think they resorted to kidnapping,” he chuckles. “But knowing Zane, I’m not all that surprised. I got on the earliest flight out.”

“Oh.” I nod my head.

“Give any thought to what I said last night?”

“Some.” I look back out at the guys where they’re smiling, taking photos with fans.

“Decide anything?”

“One thing.”

“And what's that?” he asks, running his hands up and down my arms. His touch feels perfect, and I want more.

“I won’t be forced to choose. If I accept this bond, I want the choice to be able to be with the guys as well.”

His body stiffens, making my heart race as I wait for his reaction. “I don’t like to share,” he growls lowly.

I spin around, anger filling my veins. “You don’t get a choice. If I risk the chance to open myself up to getting hurt, then I’m doing it on my terms. I like you, Calvin, and I’m not stupid to deny the pull I feel toward you. I’m open to taking you on as my alpha, but they are my family. Family I thought I lost a long time ago. I convinced myself I’d never see them again. Now that I finally have them back, I’m never letting them go.” The confession surprises the hell out of me.

Deep down, I knew I was going to give in eventually, I just thought it would take me longer to admit it.

“For my whole life, I’ve had people controlling me, people telling me what I can and can’t do. People who used me, abused me and treated me like I was nothing but a maid to do their dirty work, always having my choices taken from me. When I started at The High Roller, I promised myself that no one would ever take my choice away from me again. I chose to take you on as a client, it wasn’t part of my job description. I chose to go on this tour and get the time back with the guys who were taken from me. And I’m choosing not to choose. If you can’t accept that, then there's nothing more to explore between us.”

I turn to leave but Calvin grabs my hand, pulling me toward him and keeping me from leaving. I look up into his piercing blue eyes that are swimming with determination.

“You’re mine, Jade. And I will do whatever it takes to keep you. Everett and Griffin, they might be on board with you being with me. But him?” His eyes flick over to where Zane had just entered the stadium. The fans go crazy as he jogs over to greet them, a fake smile plastered on his face. “He hates me. He won’t accept me being with you.”

“If he wants to be with me, he will have to,” I tell Calvin, pulling my arm away from him.

I leave him standing there, thinking about what I just said as I head over to the stage. I take a spot on the edge, making sure to keep out of the way.

After the guys are done signing things and taking photos, they make their way over to the stage to start the soundcheck.

From the moment the first note rings through the stadium, I’m in awe. Zane’s voice fills the venue, and my whole body shivers, my heart expanding. In that moment, I’m taken back to the days where we spent hours in the music room. Where it was only them, the music they made, and me.

That was my whole world.

Why did someone want to keep us apart? Why did they work so hard to make it happen? We still don’t know who or why. But I plan on finding out.

I can’t see any reason why more time needs to pass between us. My love for them is still there.

I agreed to two months, but something tells me it’s not going to be enough time with them. There will never be enough time with them.

I don’t want to live my life at the club with my heart closed off, alone every night for the rest of my life.

As much as I act like this hard-ass omega, at the end of the day I want someone to hold me, care for me, love me. I don’t need it, I could live a life without it. But I want it.

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