Page 129 of Dubious Match
“You’re not making sense,” he sighs. “I can’t handle two hysterical people. There’s not enough lemon squares in the world for that.”
“I still don’t think there are,” I say, lifting her into my arms as I slide into her seat. “Seriously, don’t freak out.”
It would make sense for Hollis’ twin to be my scent match. However, if she’s mine, then there’s a high probability that she’s Lars’ too.
My brother gives me a droll stare before taking her from me. He takes a step back and gazes down at her before he shakes his head. Blinking, he pulls her tighter against his body before burying his nose in her neck and breathing deeply.
“No fucking way,” he mumbles against her skin.
“That’s what I thought,” I grunt.
Lars’ gaze traps mine before it narrows. “Drive the car,” he grumbles. “I can smell the exhaustion on her body.”
“Is that all you smell?” I ask, taunting him.
“You know it isn’t.”
Smirking, I shut the van door and find the gate clicker on her sun visor. Clicking it, I allow Lars to walk inside before I drive in.I haven’t been inside the gates prior to this, so I curse when I see how far her house is from the front of the property.
Lars recognizes it as too far to walk in the snow as well, and gets into the passenger seat with me. I know that Pack Ledger has cameras on the property. My only hope is that they’re too busy to be checking them.
The gate swings shut behind me, and I drive down to Nova’s house. There’s a shed next to it, making me wonder why she’d have something like that. I doubt it’s for the skeletons in her past.
I find her keys and lock up the van before we hustle into her house, and Lars looks around.
“It’s fucking tiny,” he growls. It doesn’t help I suppose that we seem to take up even more space here, and I’m amused as I see my brother sit on the couch with Nova in his lap.
I don’t think he’ll be letting her go anytime soon.
“I see a cat bowl. Do you see a cat?” I ask, looking around.
“I bet she took it with her to wherever she’s been staying,” Lars says before frowning. “Fuck, did you check the van?”
“I’ll look,” I groan. The last thing I need is to kill our scent match’s cat.
Trudging outside, I climb into the van and look around. There’s a kitchen, shower, everything she’d need to live in here. However, I notice there’s no food in the fridge, and it doesn’t appear as if she’s slept here recently.
There’s also no sign of a cat.
Closing and locking everything back up, I try not to stew about how not only is Nova used to being on the run, she’s equipped to live out of her van.
Lars glances up as I walk back inside, and I see that Nova is beginning to come around. Whatever she’s running from, I don’t think it’s pretty. It makes me want to kill whatever it is.
“What are you running from?” I ask as her eyes slit open. I don’t want her guard to have a chance to slam down and shut us out yet.
I’ll take full advantage of her vulnerability if it gets me answers so I can help her. This is no longer only about reuniting Hollis with her twin.
“My parents,” she whispers.
My lip curls as I think about how I doubt those are her actual parents.
“Lars and I need to tell you a story,” I say as she sits up. Nova flinches as she sees she’s in Lars’ lap, scooting off to curl into a corner of the couch.
I can see how much that upsets the immovable force that is my brother, but I don’t think it has anything to do with us. Sitting on the edge of a chair, I lean forward as I gaze at the omega who appears so much more fragile than Hollis.
“You broke into my house, you may as well,” she grumbles.
“It’s not breaking and entering if we have the key,” Lars counters immediately.
