Page 30 of Crash Course Omega
“It wasn’t a single argument, Maddock. It was years. I needed an alpha, and, in the end, you weren’t it.”
A snarl rips from me, and I nearly lunge for her as I slam my hand against the door of the hot car.
“I could have been if you fucking let me in.”
She dips her head, taking a slow breath, exhaling softly enough that I feel the air whisper over my arm.
I shouldn’t have brought myself in so close, because her scent is welling up in the air and it’s already making me dizzy.
I need to listen to her like I hadn't before I lost her. I need to fucking stop myself, but my goddamn alpha senses are taking over.
We have to take rut blockers during race weekends, but I feel like I’m humming on the edge as her scent brushes over me.
I forgot how sweet she was, how one hit was like biting into fresh fruit as it burst over my tongue. Her scent is so gorgeous that I’m seconds away from burying myself against her neck just to lick her skin and see if she still tastes like heaven.
“Maybe I came here because I didn’t have anywhere else to go,” she says quietly.
“You’re a billionaire, Harmony. There’s nowhere you can’t go,” I said flatly.
“What you read about someone isn’t the same as actually knowing them! You should know that by now!” She presses her lips together, forcing herself back against the car before she gives me another one of those looks.
We stay there, locked together, her anger clear on her face, even though her scent grows stronger every second that ticks by.
She finally sighs. “It’s been three years, Maddock. I didn't come here to argue with you.”
“Then what do you want?” Because I need a chance to pour out all my built-up feelings on her, but I want to be ready so that I actually make sense instead of just a stream of pain over how she left me. And I need to hear her side of the story, and what the hell I need to change so that she sees me as her alpha again.
“I’m here to train for this charity race and the movie. You’re here to win the Championships. I’m going to assume you don’t want to be interrupted, just like me. So I thought I’d come to talkabout it so we can both act professionally.” The corner of her lips hitch as she looks up at me under long lashes. “Because I sort of want to rip your throat out right now, and I’m doing everything I can to hold back. This is my job, and I don’t want to mess it up, so what can we do to make this easier on both of us?”
God, that’s so like her. Then maybe she hasn’t changed at all. Still laser-focused on completely the wrong thing.
I lean in close, my head bumping against her stupid sun hat. My anger gets the best of me as a deep growl rumbles from me.
“There’s a lot of things I want to do to you, Harmony Grace. And ripping your throat out might just be one of them.”
She freezes, sucking in a harsh breath, but it’s too late. The cheekbones that I loved to trace with my fingers dye bright pink as strawberries and cream perfume bursts from her, drowning us in a cloud of juicy scent as she perfumes.
“Maddock…” She says my name so softly that my elbow bends just so I can press closer to her and inhale.
Her deep scent swirls through my body and fills me up, driving me instantly wild.
My omega is right here in my arms after three long years, looking up at me with stark lust, and all I want to do is fall into her and kiss her.
But I can’t give in. She’s just using her perfume to make me dizzy. It isn’t the first time she’s done that. Except, in the past, she always used to laugh as she released it before she kissed me and dragged me to whatever place we could fuck.
And from the way her nostrils flare and her tongue creases her lips, she’s thinking exactly the same thing.
Harmony
Oh, God. I missed him so much.
I'd prepared myself for him ever since Jacob told me to come to Vegas, but mix his rich scent with the memory of Jaxx’s and Everest’s, and I’m basically a puddle at his feet.
I have to remember I’m angry. I left him exactly because of the way he is acting now. Even though it makes me so hot, I’m already slicking along with my perfume.
I can’t let us go down that route, no matter how much my body wants it.
I’m too hyped up from seeing the three of them together earlier, all staring up at me from the grid with hunger. And all I want is for them to leap on me and tear me up.
