Page 35 of Knot a Good Idea

But to my surprise, April rolls her eyes, too. “Now I see where Donovan gets it from,” she mutters, and Donovan grins.

“Flattery doesn’t work on her,” Donovan warns Hunter. “She doesn’t take any bullshit.”

“And I never will,” April retorts, walking up to Hunter to shake his hand. “I’d rather you be honest with me.”

Hunter’s eyes light up, and I know she’s already won him over.

“Well, that’s fucking refreshing,” he says. “But I was honest. I have no reason to lie to you. Youarebreathtaking.”

April shifts on her feet, her scent warming with buttery vanilla.

My mouth waters.

“Thank you,” she mutters, biting her lip.

She’s clearly not used to being complimented, and it’s a tragedy.

I want to blurt out that she’s gorgeous, and I would take such good care of her if she wanted to be a part of our pack.

And despite Hunter and Donovan’s arrogance, they’re great people, too.

We would be good to her.

But I keep my mouth shut, knowing vomiting up a word salad would only make things awkward.

“So,” she sighs, turning to Donovan. “What’s the game plan for this weekend? Is there anything we need to prepare? Names I need to know?”

My brow furrows. “Prepare?”

She turns to me. “I’m pretending to be your Omega, right? I’ve got to at least know the basics about all of you.”

“Oh.” The reminder that this is only pretend makes my heart hurt. “I mean, I thought we could have dinner first…”

“I’m not really hungry,” she says.

Donovan frowns. “When did you last eat?”

She shrugs. “I don’t remember. It’s fine, though.”

Alarm bells ring in my head.

It’s not fine. She hasn’t eaten.

Why not?

She should eat.

Take care of her.

I share a look with Hunter, who notices my panic. “That’s fine. We’ll just set up some snacks,” he says. “And if you want anything to drink, we have that, too.”

She nods. “Actually, I would love some water.”

I spring into action. “I can do that.”

I head out of the foyer and into our kitchen, my palms sweating.

It’s like I’m a teenager again.

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