Page 50 of Vegas Baby!

Why the fuck was Andrew in my mom’s house? Why hadn’t she told me as soon as I arrived? I hoped against hope that she hadn’t been deliberately stalling me until my ride had gone too far away for me to walk out.

“Ava, don’t be rude,” Mom chided. “Andrew flew all the way here to see you. Say hello. We’re all going to have a nice meal together and sort out this mess.”

I ignored her statement. “What are you doing here?”

“You wouldn’t answer my messages, but luckily your mother answered the phone. I had to know you were safe and she told me you were visiting this week.”

“Mom.”

“Honey, Andrew is the father of your child. Don’t be ridiculous. He’s offered to form a pack with you, just like I told you he would.”

“No.” I stepped back. “I don’t want to form a pack with him.”

“I told my wife all about you and she’s more than happy to welcome you into our family,” Andrew said, though I didn’t believe a word of it. “Come back to New York with me like we planned.”

I shook my head, taking another step back, my heart trying to pound through my ribs. “No.”

“Ava, you’re being unreasonable.” Mom pushed me toward him. “He can take care of you and the baby, and we both know you can’t do that on your own.”

My growl surprised all of us. Mom’s mouth dropped open, but Andrew’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

“I’m leaving.” I turned on my heel, but Andrew’s hand wrapped around my upper arm with a bruising grip.

“I came all this way. The least you can do is hear me out.”

“You lied to me our entire relationship. I don’t owe you anything.”

“You’re being unnecessarily contrary. You would do well with a pack. They form like this all the time.”

“This isnothow packs are supposed to form. Everyone should know who’s involved.”

“And now everyone does. Let me take care of you and our child.”

I hissed, trying to struggle out of his grip, but then Mom was there too, trying to calm me down. Panic blistered through me, charring my throat, and sending my heart into overdrive. “Let me go!”

My phone rang, but I couldn’t reach it to answer.

“Honey, just sit down. Stress isn’t good for the baby. We need to talk about your future with Andrew’s pack.”

Another call came through, my phone frantically buzzing.

“I already have a pack,” I screeched.

Both of them stilled.

“What on earth do you mean you already have a pack?” Mom asked. “When did that happen? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Andrew’s growl nearly stopped my heart. “Were you cheating on me?”

Ialmostburst out laughing at the irony, but terror kept me from it. “I went into heat and bonded two alphas.”

Andrew gaped. “Into heat? How?”

“I don’t know how. They said it’s common in unbonded pregnant omegas, and you never wanted to bond me so when I found my scent matches it triggered.”

“Scent matches?” Mom gasped.

“I don’t want anything to do with Andrew and his lies. I only came here to spend time with you before I move permanently to Vegas with them.”

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