ng against his warm palm, and slid on my h

o... when's the

the necklace around my neck and

rday, his touch now was surprisingly gentle-li

s again-that weird, burning puls

with me? Am I ju

at my question. "I thin

to look at him, ge

er with, the sooner the better. But t

as always. His fingers brushed my f

fine. I just... might be a

he gently ran his fi

o my shoulder, down my back-it was comfo

I shot h

n his hands, eyes locked on m

Claw Pack. From this moment on, just remember o

ace-ugh, it should've an

h to reply, but

to ignore how stupidly attractive he was. The guy

t, but the pressure he carried

ust wanted to drop to

d myself to hold his g

a why he pushed thi

d alone made m

one else as a mate. Especially not for an Omega

y, clearly in a good mood, bu

riefly, he gave me a wave

e necklace around my neck, a fa

to me for my birthday

ustom-made from

close. But I'd always loved it

hen it mattered.But now, all that necklace does is remi

ds, eyes fixed on the neckla

sed. "Ella, you're upset. What's going on with the n

forcing a small smile. "No, it's no

ed over to grab my phone from the night

I blinked in surprise. I

lson... the son of

oster brother-not that

one, something serious must've happened. My gut

spun toward Oliver. "Sorry,

back. "Your phone was ringing like crazy last ni

t from Gru Pack," I said

each ring making me more nervous.

t wasn't Thomas. A strange ma

the station right away! Your brother, Thomas Wilson, got into a

hen fumbled over my words. "O

line for the door. Oliver had bee

king puzzled. "You seem fre

ith a heavy breath. "He was in a fight last nigh

o bail hi

ugged it off. "A brawl, huh? No worries. My lawyers are

draped an arm around me

as spinning f

made Thomas go

e banquet last night-said he

, but I'd told him before: no matter ho

pha. And Thomas hasn't ev

? Something's off. I