Page 11 of A Baby for the Beast
"Who's in the car, Lucas?" Henry asks, his tone turning joyful when my cheeks heat.
I glance back to see Hayley still fast asleep with her head on the window, her body covered in a blanket I bought at a larger convenience store when we stopped to let her use the restroom. My chest swells with pride when I see her looking so peaceful, so content, like she could sleep there forever because she knows I'm here to protect her. I won't let anything happen to her when she's with me.
"That's the omega he's been searching for," Jace tells them, causing my head to snap in their direction.
Do they know about me scenting an omega? I glare at Jace, but Remus isn't interested in a fight right now. Strange, considering there's nothing he loves more, even though one tiny flicker of him in our eyes, and most fights go from definitely going to happen to never happening in a million years.
"Oh, you found her?" Sarah asks, her eyes crinkling as she quietly claps her hands together and holds them close to her chin in excitement. Then she frowns. "Wait, did you kidnap her?"
"No, I didn't kidnap her," I tell her, annoyed that she even thinks that's a possibility. "She had a flat tire. I'm taking her to her apartment now. Tomorrow, I need you." I point to Henry. "To drive me up to where we left her car so I can change the tire and drive it back down here."
"When?" Henry asks, not giving me grief or telling me he's busy.
"Whenever you're done at the bakery. I have training at six, but I can postpone that if necessary. It's about two hours to her car."
Henry looks down at Sarah, and they have a weird, silent conversation between them that lasts a few seconds before Henry turns back to me. "Sarah can open them both on her own tomorrow."
"On her own?" Jace squawks the question. "No, I'll be up." He glares at Henry as he walks up the stairs to their apartments. "Letting your beta open them both on her own," he grumbles as he shakes his head, missing how Sarah's lips tug up in the corner, and Henry snorts a laugh.
"Glad that's settled," I tell them, heading back for my car and the sweet little omega sitting in my passenger seat, all snuggled up and looking so beautiful and serene.
"I'm glad you found her," Henry tells me, forcing me to freeze where I stand.
His voice is sincere, but it's still strange for anyone to know I've been struggling, obsessed, and without my obsession, for six months. Now that I have her, I'm going to treat her right. I'm going to do this right. I also have to convince Remus that we won't be stalking her.
Watching her. That sounds better than stalking.
I give my brother a nod as I slide back into the driver's side, head down the other end of the alley, and back onto the main road. Hayley put her address into my phone without hesitationwhen we finished at the most recent rest stop. The one where I miraculously found a blanket in my trunk because she said she was cold.
Sure, I bought the blanket while she was in the bathroom, but she didn't like the idea of me buying her something when I offered. She doesn't need to know the one I managed to find was also brand new.
No stalking her. You're going to freak her out. She has a kid to worry about now.
I have a kid to worry about now. They're mine.
I'm sure that's exactly what she wants. Some domineering alpha beast who's going to get all 'you're mine' on her while she's pregnant.
Glad we're on the same page.Remus growls his approval as though he didn't pick up on the fact that I was being sarcastic, and when I try to tell him that I'm not on the same page as him, he says.Get on the same page. I'm stronger than you.
Way to put a damper on our relationship.
"Are you okay?" Hayley's sweet voice makes Remus and me cease our argument so we can give her all our attention.
"We're fine," I tell her, squeezing the steering wheel until my knuckles are white because my cock has just decided to take all of the blood in my body. "Remus and I were just talking. Sometimes, growls slip out."
"Mmm," she murmurs as she settles back against the window, her eyes fluttering closed. "He's an angry-sounding beast."
"He's more bark than bite," I tell her, not wanting her to be scared of him.
"I figured as much." Her lips curl into a seductive little smile, but her eyes remain closed.
When I pull up to the next red light, I let my eyes linger over her face to soak in her beauty. Her dark hair frames the sharp angles of her cheekbones, and her tanned skin turns theprettiest, rosy shades. She has thick brows and thicker lashes. Then her eyes are open, dark, and looking at me like she did when I found her in the car. Desire. I have to grit my teeth and refocus my attention on the road now that the light has turned green.
"For someone who scent matched me, you're doing an awfully good job at not doing anything about it." She sounds almost like she's pouting, and I chance a look at her to see her move in the seat. She no longer has her body facing us as much as she can in the seat, but instead is pulling the blanket tighter around herself and shifting away, giving us her back, or attempting to, since her stomach is in the way of her doing much moving at all.
"I don't understand," I tell her because I genuinely don't. "I've been slowly losing my mind for six months, and now that you're here, I'm not going to mess it up by jumping you in my car."
"I didn't say I wanted you to jump me," she sniffles.
