Page 26 of Pack Fever

His assertion, bold and unapologetic, and mannerism, locks me on the spot. The truth is that I let the lead singer of Fever finger me at a club and bring me to orgasm, being my first. And yes, his fingers were tainted with my blood, but his reaction infuriates the hell out of me.

“I didn’t trick you. You were very eager to stick your hand down my pants,” I finally sputter, lifting my chin high and noticing Jasper lifting his eyebrows in Seth’s direction. My face burns with embarrassment while he’s wearing that damn self-satisfied smirk again. “That’s how I remember our night went.”

“Oh,” Jasper blurts in. “So, she’s the girl you were telling us about at the club?”

“You told others?” My cheeks burn hotter.

“We share everything,” Seth admits.

“Well, come to think of it, how can I forget the arrogant guy who assumed he had a say over what I did with my body,” I snap back.

He barks a laugh. “I like how fierce you are. Now shall we go and talk, or would you rather stand here, so we can keep sparring?”

I grit my teeth, wondering if staying here is such a smart decision when I have one Alpha interested in helping me, one who wants me gone, and the big shot staring at me with his arrogant gaze.

Chapter

Six

JASPER

My mind’s blown!

Danica came into our lives today like wildfire and engulfed everything. And I fucking embrace it, having longed for a new dynamic in our pack.

Don’t get me wrong… the three of us have weathered our fair share of chaos and fought battles both off and on the stage, but this… this is something else.

The little mouse is tiny, fierce, and has caught each of us off guard. As much as Seth loves to be in charge, I can tell even he’s thrown off by her arrival. The way he’d spoken to us about her from the other night at Nocturne, I’d have sworn he was going to set up a manhunt to save her from the enforcers because he’d found his Omega. Yet now, he’s playing hard to get because it scares him to make a commitment.

I know the guy… and Reed’s even worse. That guy swore he’d be a bachelor for life and not end up divorced and miserable like his parents. I always assumed when he met the right Omega, he’d change his mind. But seems he’s more fucking stubborn than I anticipated.

My thoughts fly back to Danica, my pulse on fire, her scent filling my senses. My cock has been hard since first meeting her earlier today, and now it’s impossible to get her out of my head.

So, she escaped the enforcers’ clutches. Fuck, yeah, that impresses me majorly.

Maybe Danica is the disruption we need.

We’ve made a life out of music. We depend on each other like family and use this home and each other to ground ourselves. Yet, as far as I’m concerned, there’s something still missing in our life—or maybe someone… an Omega to complete our family.

We’ve met Omegas before at events where desperate parents bring their daughters in the hope we’ll make a connection. It’s insane how far people will go to be matched with us. Regardless, I haven’t been drawn to any other Omegas like I am to Danica, and it’s more than arousal. I admire her fierceness and that she’s not a pushover.

The issue of her having Nexus on her tail is damn alarming because as much as I detest them for controlling who Alphas can be with, they can make anyone’s life hell… including a popular rock band, if we break their rules.

However, she’s in trouble, that’s clear, and I’ve never been one to let fear stop me. As a pack, we protect our own… I just have to convince Seth and Reed of this. I can’t stop remembering the fright on her face, despite her words and how ready she was to bolt from us earlier.

Tensing, I keep searching the rooms for Reed when I finally track him down. I figure a small chat might shed light on what he truly thinks we should do about Danica. Of course, I’m curious to see what he thought of her. It’s not often that something startles Reed. Watching him push her aside shouldn’t surprise me. He’s a black-and-white kind of person and will put you in your place, instantly knowing if he likes or dislikes someone.

Except… I know he doesn’t dislike her, despite his words. I saw the way he studied her, the longing in his gaze, how quickly he got away from her.

He’s currently in the bathroom, the sound of the shower running. Except why the fuck is he having a shower in the middle of the day? Just as I’m about to bang on the door and demand answers, I hear it—the unmistakable grunt of him jerking off.

I chuckle to myself, getting the answer from his actions alone. He can’t control himself, and I find it hilarious.

Seizing the opportunity to tease him, I knock sharply on the bathroom door.

“I see that Danica got to you!” I call out, then break into a laugh.

A chorus of curses comes back to me, and I throw myself down on his bed. I stretch out, making myself comfortable as I wait for him to finish. It isn’t long before Reed emerges from the bathroom, wearing only low-hanging jeans, his hair still damp as he roughly dries it with a towel. He throws me a snarl that’s all teeth and annoyance.

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