Page 10 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

The following silence made my skin crawl and I forced myself to stay completely still to wait it out. We weren’t done yet.

“Explain Arturo,” Lucy demanded.

A growl escaped me before I could stop it, and she whipped around with wide eyes, like she’d forgotten I was here. The growl cut off and I held her gaze, annoyed at how badly I wanted to look away.

I was the alpha. What was wrong with me?

“I told you I wouldn’t kill him.” Liam stood and slipped his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants.

Lucy turned back to face him and didn’t bother trying to hide her admiration of his bare chest. She even licked her fucking lips and her scent became darker, more aroused. We had to get through this shit as quickly as possible or I was going to fuck her on this chair like a maniac.

“Arturo broke more than a few pack laws,” I muttered, gripping my biceps hard enough that pain erupted and kept me grounded. “He tried to take you by force. He deserves to die.”

Lucy turned so she could look between me and Liam, her expression calculating instead of afraid. “But you weren’t killing him, you were torturing him.”

I gritted my teeth and looked away when it felt like she was staring into my fucking soul. How was I supposed to explain that I hadn’t been able to control my instincts after seeing what he’d done to her?

I was known for my control – for my ability to go unnoticed. And yet, I couldn’t ignore those stupid fucking instincts anymore. Not when it came to her. I fucking hated it, but not because she made me lose control. No, I hated it because I knew I was the afterthought in this relationship.

Lucy and Liam were scent matched – destined to be together before they’d ever perfumed. It was obvious to anyone with eyes they were mates, no matter how rare that might be. He’d bond her and she would be his.

Once that was done, there would be no room for me until her next heat. That’s just how things were and I had to learn to accept that as soon as possible or I’d go on a killing spree just to soothe the pain in my chest.

“Why?” Lucy asked, forcing my gaze back to her.

I grimaced, not sure how to answer her without making it very fucking obvious how obsessed I was.

But maybe that’s what she needed to understand…maybe it would be enough to give me a space beside her instead of behind – perpetually near, but always apart.

Sighing, I ran my hand back and forth over my hair to dispel some of the nervous energy. “I wanted him to feel the same pain he made you feel. Once I was satisfied, I was going to kill him and send the body to Francisco Lopez as a declaration of war.”

Liam nodded like all this was very normal and I almost laughed. Growing up in a legacy pack had really done a number on him. “I told you I’d go to war for you Lucy, and I meant it.”

“We,” I corrected, crossing my arms over my chest again. “We will go to war for you.”

“You’re both insane,” she whispered, looking back and forth between us with wide eyes. “Why would you do that? I’m just some random omega who happens to work for you. We’ve only just met. So, why the fuck would you do that?”

A low growl escaped Liam’s chest and his red eyes narrowed. “You’re not just some random omega, Lucy.”

Please, for the love of god, just tell her already.

But that asshole stood there, staring down at her as her scent somehow became even darker. Then she squirmed on the chair, and my jaw dropped when she started panting.

What the fuck was this? Was she going into heat again? Already?

“There’s something I need to tell you, Lucy.” Liam’s voice was deeper than usual and gravelly, his eyes glowing.

Did he not see what was happening?

“None of this…makes…any sense.” She forced those words out between each harsh breath, like she was furious with her own body. “You must not be thinking clearly. It…it has to be the pheromones.”

I couldn’t stop myself from settling my hand on her throat, forcing her chin up so she had to look at me. “Do you really care more about that than the fact that I was torturing someone? For you?”

Lucy blinked those big grey eyes up at me and licked her lips. “That makes sense since he broke pack laws, but your obsession? That isn’t rational. What happens…what happens when you detox?”

I raised an eyebrow, stunned that she’d be so fucking stubborn about this. “I don’t think you understand just how fucking badly we want you.”

Liam chuckled and she tried to look at him, but I wouldn’t let her. I needed her to see it wasn’t just the delicious pheromones filling the room or the instincts she incited. It wasn’t even her deliciously curvy body that could give just as much as it could take.

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