Page 64 of Fight

It’s all so fucked up. I have too many feelings, because I’ve been quietly in love with Augustine since I was an awkward teenager.

Turning, I face Cerenity to have this conversation. There’s tears running down her face, and I want to do anything in my power to comfort her.

“Six years ago, Auggie lost a bet with me. It was a really stupid thing. I bet he couldn’t go a week without masturbating,” I rumble, smirking at the memory. Cerenity’s lips part in surprise, making me chuckle. “I told you it was dumb. He went to the mixer, met you, and came back to the apartment in a daze. We were living together as roommates at the time.”

“Really?” Cerenity asks, shaking her head as she tries to remember if she knew that. I bet Auggie never told her, not because it wasn’t important, but because he was preparing to upend his entire life for her without her knowledge.

It’s kind of romantic in a way, despite how in the dark she was to everything.

“Mmmhmm. We still hung out when we could, talked on the phone, and he came to my fights,” I say. “Auggie and I had an argument two years ago we couldn’t recover from about how he needed an omega to be happy, so our relationship and communication pretty much ended. I wanted him to tell you he was your scent match.”

“Except, I wanted to wait for you to be more comfortable with the idea of a scent match being out there for you,” Augustine grumbles. “You didn’t want to talk about it, though, and kept insisting that I date more.”

“I’m such a bitch,” she groans, swiping at her cheeks. “I can’t be mad that you’re together when I’ve been telling him to date more. Why the fuck do I want to scratch your eyes out, though?”

I can’t help but bark out a laugh at her words. “Omegas are territorial, Cerenity,” I remind her. “You’re also really close to your heat?—”

“Are you fucking tracking it too?” she complains. “Can’t my ovaries just ruin my life in peace?!”

“Dramatic much,” I snark. “Simmer down, Peanut. Auggie is so in tune to your heats that I can’t help but do the same. It’s coming, and you’re surrounded by alphas. You’re going to have to figure it out.”

“Gabe!” Auggie snarls. “Not the time.”

Sighing, I shrug. “I’m calling it the way I see it. We’re in this mess because we all decided we knew better than the other, or refused to tell each other things for their own good,” I remind them. “I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. I love Auggie.”

“I may be pissed at him, but now that I know you’re not just riding his dick, I’m glad you do,” she says, swiping away another tear. “This whole time, I’ve felt as if I was in the way of him finding love. It’s kind of fucked up that I was the roadblock.”

“Cere, it wasn’t like that,” Augustine sighs as he drives. I can see Tommy’s truck still following us, and I roll my eyes. God save me from savage and frustrating alphas.

I don’t envy Cerenity at all with all of this swinging alpha dick. I’m quite happy with just the one beside me.

“I’ve been in love with you since you first smiled at me,” Auggie confesses. “It was more than your scent hitting me like a ton of bricks and smelling like home, your fierceness has always been a factor too. While I love to protect you, I love that you’re willing to stomp the shit out of some asshole that’s taking advantage of another person.”

Cerenity releases a cute giggle that makes my jaw drop. I wouldn’t have thought her capable of making a noise like that.

“Beating people up with you and running the club are my favorite things to do,” she says sweetly. “I’m going to be pissed at you for a while, though.”

“Can I be exempt from your wrath, please?” I ask. “I’ll call you Mistress and draw you bubble baths. I already call Auggie, Daddy.”

“Traitor,” Augustine says affectionately, his large hand wrapping around my throat as he stops at a light. Pulling me toward him, he kisses me hard, his tongue invading my mouth as he reminds me who I belong to.

The little omega in the back seat whimpers as she watches us, perfuming the truck with her sweet scent. Fuck, my cock is straining against my zipper. Even as a beta, Cerenity is almost irresistible.

I won’t make things more difficult by voicing this right now though.

A blast from a horn behind us breaks us apart with a start, and I glance at the vehicle to see that it’s grumpy Tommy. Oops, he doesn’t look very happy. Too bad.

Sitting back in my seat, I can see Cerenity squeezing her thighs together.

“You’re doing a shit job at pretending your pussy isn’t ruining your panties,” Auggie says patiently as he moves through the intersection now that the light is green. “Stop hiding, Cere. Jasper and Tommy can crawl on their knees for your light, but you’ve always shone so brightly. Let us show you we’re worthy of you.”

Cerenity nods, biting her lip as she looks out the window, her cheeks aflame with color. She’s gorgeous, and it’s clear that the last few days haven’t broken her.

Dented maybe, but even dents can be buffed out and healed. It’s what’s underneath her armor that I’m interested in learning more about.

Chapter Fifteen

JASPER

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