Page 80 of Knot His Reality

“We’ll probably never know. The only one who can answer that is Brooke’s sister. Now, I’d like to spend the rest of the day with my pack, and you have suitors to get to know. I don’t want to see you back in my office today.”

Laughing, I stand. “Whatever. Seeing me is the highlight of your day.”

“Unlikely,” he snorts. “I have another omega who’s much prettier than you waiting for me in my cabin.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I wave him off and step back into the hallway, feeling a lot lighter than I did when I led Brooke here.

It’s definitely time to enjoy some time with my suitors.

Chapter Twenty

Remington

AfterspendingSundaywithmost of my suitors—Brooke hadn’t chosen to rejoin us sadly—I wasn’t sure what to expect on Monday.

Daniel informed me at breakfast that we’d leave for our date around five but offered no details. Even when I tried to get him to tell me what we’d be doing, he wouldn’t tell me a damn thing.

Maybe allowing them to plan the dates was a bad idea. I hate being unprepared for things.

I dress in a polo shirt and jeans, hoping it will work for whatever he has planned.

When there’s a knock at my door, I throw it open. I might have been waiting beside it for the last five minutes or so—although I won’t admit that to Daniel.

“Good evening, Remy.” Daniel grins as he inclines his head ever so slightly. “Are you ready to head out for our date?”

“Yes. I can’t wait to see what you have planned.” Stepping out of my suite, I’m surprised when he doesn’t take a step back and chooses to crowd my space instead.

His cedarwood, fir, and juniper berry alpha scent is heavy in the air as I stare down at him. While pleasant, it feels overwhelming right now. “I’m very grateful you chose me for a solo date. Sometimes it’s so hard to get to know one another in a group setting.”

“Mm hmm,” I hum, stepping around him as my door falls shut. “Shall we?”

Without waiting for a response, I head for the door and shake my head. I don’t know what that was all about, but I’m not a fan.

Daniel is quick to catch up, opening the door for me. I murmur my thanks, asking him about his day as we start down the walkway.

I’d spent most of the day in my suite today, knowing I had a date tonight. I shared meals with my suitors but felt like I needed a little me time after being around them all day yesterday.

Lucas is waiting beside the open door of the SUV, nodding as we climb inside. Mike is behind the wheel and he offers me a nod as Lucas shuts the door and climbs inside.

“So, why did you choose me for the first solo date?” Daniel asks as we start down the road to Rancho Mirage.

Hmmm…I need to be careful how I word this.

“Because you arrived with Pack Hawthorne, I was afraid you didn’t have time to really shine. I can only imagine how hard it was for you to find your place among them when they’re so close.” I offer him a smile. “So I wanted us to have this time where you didn’t have to compete with that.”

He considers me for a moment before nodding. “That makes sense.”

His tone is very neutral, and I’m not sure if I succeeded in making him feel better.

It’s not like I can tell him that he was forgettable once I met Pack Hawthorne. They drew me in from that very first moment, and I forgot about anything else. There’s clearly a spark between us that I’m looking forward to exploring on our group date tomorrow.

But today, I need to see if there’s more to Daniel than I initially noticed. What he doesn’t realize is this might be the last chance he has to catch my interest.

It might seem cruel, but I can’t keep everyone on the show. I don’t want a twenty-person pack. I have to start weeding out those who haven’t caught my fancy.

We’re already on the second week of the show, and my heat is coming in six or seven weeks. That’s all the time I have to choose who I want to spend the rest of my life with.

You’d think this would be the part of the process that gives me the worst anxiety, but it’s actually what causes me the least. I know I’ll make the right decisions for me and the pack I’m here to build. That means some tough calls will need to be made, and some people’s feelings will be hurt.

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