Page 14 of Pack Scratch Fever
“Of course,” I mutter, finally turning to meet Maddox’s gaze. I look away quickly though, unnerved by the way he’s watching me. “I can give you our contact information, and you can come back another time.”
I grip the edge of the desk, mortifiedat my reaction to their scents.
This is ridiculous.
My body is betraying me at the worst possible time.
“Sounds great, gorgeous,” Maddox purrs, and I wrinkle my nose in distaste, even though a tiny shiver travels down my spine.
Gorgeous.
Avery slides the paper back to me with a grin, his sweet tea scent making my mouth water. “We appreciate everything. We would keep her if we could,” he says, his tone softening. He looks wistfully at the kitten Blair holds. “What you do is special, and we’re sincerely grateful. We’ll be sure to come back in the future with donations.”
My heart skips a beat at Avery’s kindness. “Thank you,” I say.
“See you around, Pipe,” Maddox says, flashing me another grin, and I scowl at his casual use of my nickname.
“I’ll walk you both out,” Blair says, kitten still cuddled to her chest. I stay rooted in my desk chair, keeping my legs clamped together.
I’ve never had such an intense reaction to scents before.
First with Poe, and now with those two other Alphas.
It seems like the universe is trying to tell me something I’m not ready to admit.
My discomfort turns to annoyance as Blair spends a good few minutes outside the building, chatting amicably with Maddox and Avery. Maddox keeps shooting glances my way through thewindow, and I give him a scowl right back. It only makes him more amused.
Blair tilts her head back and laughs at something Avery said, and I sigh.
They would be a good fit for her.
Granted, Blair’s scent is more floral than mine, but it still blends well with theirs.
I ignore the jealous pang at the thought.
She finally enters again and reaches over the counter to place the kitten in my arms. “You’re welcome,” she says.
I tilt my head. “For what?”
“For not letting you ignore a scent match.”
My jaw drops. “Are you serious right now? You want to interfere with my dating life?”
She smiles. “I saw the way you reacted to them. You flooded the whole room with your scent, too. It’s not like they didn’t notice.”
My face flames in humiliation. “What were you doing out there?”
“Talking about you.”
I place the kitten on the desk, letting it explore the area. Tiny paws stomp all over my keyboard, and I sigh in exasperation. “Blair, I really don’t want you doing that.”
“Let me rephrase,” she says. “They asked a little about you, and I gave vague answers. Then, we talked about the rescue and ways they can help out.”
I bite my lip, and I have a frightening urge to cry.
What is wrong with me?
“Hey,” Blair says gently. “I’m sorry. I won’t do that anymore if it makes you uncomfortable. I truly didn’t mean to upset you.”
