Page 106 of Wanted Beta

“We need to act like brothers now,” I remind him.

“That would make what I’m thinking about pretty scandalous,” he murmurs.

I move back before I can be tempted into something more than a kiss.

“Save those scandalous thoughts for tonight.”

He lets out a sigh. “I don’t get why we’re not just telling her the truth.”

I smooth down my shirt and bite my tongue while I try to find the response that’ll keep our Alphas’ plans on track.

Having the same doubt as Arrow doesn’t mean anything.

He’s an impatient, impulsive Omega.

Of course he wants to tell Beth she belongs with us.

But Gio’s spent the most time with her, and he doesn’t think she can handle that information right now.

I respect that decision, even if it feels wrong to me.

“You don’t get it, either,” Arrow tells me, giving me a wry smile. “Don’t tell me you do.”

Right. He’s also got that Omega intuition going for him.

I don’t know why I thought I could hide my feelings.

He always senses them and calls me out.

“You were ready for mates when you met Gio and Enzo,” I start. “That’s why it happened so quickly.”

“We were fated. Nothing could have stopped us from getting together.”

“And I was beyond ready when I met you,” I go on.

His smile broadens. “You could hardly believe your luck. Especially once you realized your connection wasn’t just with me.”

“Right, but I was ready like you were. I was open to it.”

“You think Beth isn’t?” he asks.

“I think she has an ex who’s an asshole and I’d be surprised if that hasn’t made her kind of wary about men in general.”

He slumps against the wall.

It’s a good point, we both know that.

I’m still not sure we shouldn’t be telling her we’re fated, but it isn’t up to me how we handle this.

“Come on, we should be downstairs waiting when they get here.”

I hold out a hand, and he nods as he pushes away from the wall.

“I don’t think brothers hold hands,” he tells me. “And they definitely don’t check each other’s butts out when they leave a room. Keep that in mind, before you decide where to look.”

I’m speechless as he sashays out of the room, making sure his ass is exactly where my gaze is drawn. He knows how to make a point, that’s for sure.

I can’t help thinking today’s charade is looking ropier than ever.

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