Page 28 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“That’s his packmates being trolls,” she giggled.
“If it’s best for you, then do it. We will figure it out and I know you always have all our interests at heart.” This seemed like a wonderful opportunity for her.
“Though…” Her voice went tight. “I think someone at the university is unhappy with me.”
“Some uptight trustee hates happiness?” Having met some of the BosTec trustees back when I went there, I could see that happening.
“Or a rival of my parents. They had a shit-ton of professional and academic rivals. And of course, the people who think that my omega dad should be at home making pork chops instead of teaching.” She snorted. “There’s a good reason Mama and I did most of the cooking. Hey, how did the doctor’s visit go?”
“I have a lot to think about. Kitten, did… did you mean what you whispered in my ear when you got on the bus?” My heart skipped a beat as I waited for an answer.
“I did. I’ll love you no matter what,” she assured. “Promise.”
A voice spoke in the background.
“Do you need to go?” I asked. Her words made me feel better.
“I don’t want to,” she sniffed. “I’m hiding.”
“What happened? Weren’t you visiting your aunts’ so you could see your cousins and little brother?” I closed my eyes, wishing she was here so I could hold her.
The two parents that lived in Bayside were out of town. It wouldn’t surprise me if it were on purpose.
“Auntie invited my grandmother.” She sighed. “My relationship with the family of my Baba, my alpha dad, is complicated. Especially with me being a female alpha. My omega grandmother has decided I need a pack, and she’s the person to find me one.”
I tried hard not to laugh, because AJ’s omega mother used to be like that too, before Jonas and Dean moved in with him. “So, she’s trying to set you up with eligible packs all over the West Coast?”
“Worse. While Baba wants me to marry an investment banker, she thinks I need a pack full of doctors and an omega who is an accomplished cook. She’s been scouring New York for prospects. Don’t worry, I won’t let her set me up. But she’s relentless and doesn’t understand what hockey is. Even then, nothing’s better than a pack of doctors.” She snorted.
“You’re an excellent cook. Is that a slight to you?” I frowned. An entire pack of doctors? That sounded like a lot.
“Actually, no. That’s her way of acknowledging that I’m a breadwinner. While it’s good for an alpha to be able to cook, especially for their omega, it’s nice to come home to a hot meal and a tidy house.” She laughed again. “Designation norms, am I right?”
“We love you, and even though we’re not doctors, we’re the pack for you,” I assured, glad that the prospect didn’t sway her.
“You are, and I miss you. Anyhow, my aunt is calling for me. I should go downstairs andstop being dramatic.” She sighed heavily.
“I vote for being twice as dramatic. Love you, talk to you tomorrow.” I ended the call. Closing my eyes, I leaned against the wall, heart full. She still loved me.
“Hey, want to go to Tito’s?” Dean asked me as I rejoined him and Jonas.
I got out of the way as Clark chased Dimitri around the locker room with a pickle. I snorted. Clark looked like if he took off his black glasses he’d be a superhero and Dimitri looked like the villain in an international spy movie.
Shaking my head, I put my arms around Dean. “Can we go home? All of us? Please, Jellybean.”
“Sure.” Dean planted a kiss on my forehead.
Verity said she loved me no matter what. Hopefully, everyone else would, too.
Chapter Nine
Dean
“You’re agamma? I didn’t see that one coming. I knew your omega was muted, but I didn’t think it was to that level,” Jonas said to Grif as I leaned into him, curled on the sectional, his scent going salty with worry.
“That’s what the tests say.” Grif’s shoulders slumped as he paced, our drinks forgotten on the coffee table in our living room.
We were all still in our suits, though AJ had on the jersey with Grif’s number that he always wore to our games.
