Page 71 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

Which, of course, gave my pack an excuse to pamper me, soak with me in the tub, and rub my sore feet.

When the lights dimmed further and the beat changed, I turned toward the door, searching for Amir. He was going to miss Ax’s show. I might have been on duty, but that never stopped me from ignoring thirsty customers to ogle my sexy ass alpha.

The beginning notes ofSave a Horseby Big & Rich started, and I threw my head back and laughed.Really?Of all songs, that was what Ax had chosen for tonight?

Checking the door one more time, I leaned against the bar and focused my full attention on the stage, the empty tray tucked under my arm, and screamed at the top of my lungs when the spotlights lit up the stage with my alpha and four other dancers, all donning cowboy hats, ripped jeans, and white t-shirts.

The song might have been older, but it was fun, and I danced to the beat as Ax worked through choreography, rotating his hips, grabbing the back of his shirt and tugging it over his head, then throwing it into the crowd of excited men and women.

I wasn’t jealous. Even when two women fought over Ax’s shirt, subsequently ruining it when it was ripped in two between them, I wasn’t jealous. Because he was mine.

His eyes found me, and his smile grew blinding, his hand smoothing down his pec, down his stomach, to cup his junk as he swiveled his hips in a promise of what was to come later.

Arms circled around my waist, and I tensed for the briefest moment before I was surrounded by Amir’s sweet signature. It didn’t matter whether he wore scent blockers or how hard the filtration system worked – Amir’s essence was powerful and delicious and made me fucking crazy.

Turning my head, I smiled at him and tilted my face up so he could kiss me. “Just in time,” I yelled over the music.

Amir’s hips swayed against mine, his cock hard against my ass. His chin rested on the top of my head as we watched one of our alphas work through the rest of his routine before pointing at us, then raising a hand to his lips and blowing us a kiss.

I couldn’t help myself – I returned the gesture. All four of my men were just too damn irresistible.

“It is literally taking everything in me not to drag you to one of our alphas’ offices, bend you over, and fuck you senseless,” Amir muttered in my ear, sending butterflies to my stomach and heat low in my belly. If I were an omega, my panties would have become instantly damp with slick from his words, the sweet heat from his breath, and his cock pushed against my ass.

“You’re going to keep me distracted all night, aren’t you?” I asked, turning in his arms and tilting my head back for another kiss. “Aryn is tending bar. Go cop a squat and I’ll visit when I can.”

I pressed another quick kiss to his lips, then smiled over his shoulder at Cyrus as he approached. “Alpha incoming,” I teased with a smile.

Tray still tucked under my arm, I hurried to check on the tables I’d ignored during Ax’s performance. Everyone smiled and either put in another order or waved me off, saying they were fine for now.

Everyone except that first table of the night with the asshole alpha. “Do you get paid to make out?” he asked, before turning his head to look at me over his shoulder.

“Well, being as that was my omega and my alphas own this place, I’m going to go ahead and say yes, I do get paid to make out. Would you like me to close out your tab?” Nope. Didn’t ask if he wanted anything else. Because I wanted this jackwad out of here.

“Can we get another bucket?” one of his friends asked with a small but friendly smile.

Damn.

“Absolutely. Anything else for you, boys?” And yes, I had intentionally referred to the three alphas as boys on purpose.

Something had come over me tonight. I’d started feeling like a new person during my time with the pack, even more so after Amir had joined us. But this asshole was bringing out a feisty side I hadn’t known existed.

A rumbling growl trickled over the music as the asshole alpha turned and glared at me while his buddies grinned and chuckled. They seemed…nicer. Why would they hang around such a jerk?

Maybe he was their boss. Or family member. Of all people, I knew how shitty one’s family could be.

With a forced smile, I turned my back on the trio and headed for the bar, letting that smile drop as quickly as I had last time. I’d really hoped they were done for the night. They’d been here a couple hours and I was tired of dealing with the alphahole.

“You good?” Aryn asked me as I sidled to the bar beside Amir.

Generally, I would have gone to the end where the rest of the servers waited for their orders, but I needed a hit of my omega. And yeah, I was an addict and Amir was my own personal drug.

“Yep. Just ready for that table to leave. Another bucket,” I answered, turning my cheek when Amir nuzzled against me.

“You’re allowed to refuse service. Pretty sure the owners of this place would love to kick someone out,” he said, his lips brushing along my jaw.

And just like that, my foul mood was gone.

“As long as they’re paying customers, there’s no reason to boot them. Yet.”

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