Page 21 of Slick Handling

“Griff smells good with your scent. It’s his whiskey scent with your fruit that comes out.”

Whiskey.

That must be the scent that I can’t name on him. The spicy scent that comes out more when he’s sweaty. But the Beta is right. It smells good mixed with me.

Why does that please me so much?

I’m only here for a little while. I don’t need to be thinking about the Alphas smell on me. I haven’t even got to learn about that yet.

My focus can’t be on the Alphas that I’m living with. My focus needs to be on my studies and learning everything that I should have had years ago. I’m behind on everything.

Not knowing enough almost got me bonded to someone that would have been a bad fit for me. It’s the reason that I have to hide out while someone else tries to soothe over problems that my naivete started.

“I don’t think I want to sit on the bench for the rest of the game. Could I lay down somewhere until it’s time to go back to your house?”

McKinley sets me down and I know he wants to ask more questions but there isn’t time between periods to do that. He also doesn’t know me well enough to confront me on things.

I need the space to think and be able to breathe. It’s important that I put things into perspective and don’t let myself get wrapped up in good scents.

This is the rest of my life and I can’t throw away the opportunity of learning about my designation. I can’t throw away the chance of going to school with other people. I can’t throw away the chance that I might make friends here.

Friends. Real friends.

What a dream that could be…

“Sure, little Omega. Are you feeling alright because if you’re not-”

“I’m fine. It’s just been a lot of moving around the past few days. I need a little space.”

He nods and moves me to a room that has black tables set up. It looks like a physical therapy room and I know as he looks around he’s trying to find a way to make it more comfortable for me.

I’ve asked enough of them.

“Thank you.”

I pull myself up on the table and shoot him a smirk. As if by smiling at him he won’t be able to tell that I’m overwhelmed.

With a nod that is just as convincing as my nod McKinley leaves me alone in the room. It’s too bright in here and the table isn’t comfortable. There’s a thin towel and I use that under my head as a pillow. Pulling my legs to my chest, I tuck them under the jersey. Slipping my hands from the arms I hug them as I lay in a ball.

Sometimes I miss life before knowing my designation. I miss the life where I was just a Beta with a plan that everyone had laid out for me to follow.

Right now, I was feeling lonely in a way that I didn’t know existed before.

CHAPTER 9

APOLLO

Everything is a complete and utter clusterfuck. If it could go wrong it seems to be going wrong.

First problem, Vaughn is in a full rut and his room is a mess of semen and Clover’s clothes. Clothes that he stole from her suitcase and has been using as his come rags for the duration of a hockey game. No one can get near him since he can scent the Omega and it’s making his erection leak pre-cum from just her being this close.

He’s definitely not making the call tonight with my mother in ten minutes.

Second problem, Clover fell asleep at the hockey game and seems to have distanced herself from the boys. Not only does she have a huge hickey on her neck but she smells like Griffin scent marked her. Obviously, he got over whatever complicated feelings he had for a second to do that. However, Clover sleeping had sent McKinley off in a tangent about how we are doing this all wrong.

Third problem, Lemon. Lemon is McKinley’s sister who has an opinion about everything. Her opinion about Clover is that whatever we did to make her sleep like she is a Disney Princess with a magic backstory, shows that whatever we’re doing is all wrong. She directed Mick to bring Clover into the spare bedroom that Lemon was supposed to sleep in. When she found out the Omegas suitcase had been stolen and turned into Vaughns own personal fleshlight of fabric she had been less than impressed with us all over again.

To be fair, I could see how she thought we were messing this all up. I too felt like we were messing this all up and I didn’t even know what was happening.

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