Page 22 of Talk About… Dramay

Oriana nodded with an adorable pout. We both knew that finding an alpha would never be a pleasant experience for her. But, if they were meant for her, they’d be able to handle her baggage just like I did.

If they couldn’t, she had me to kick their asses for her.

I’d fight every battle for her if she’d let me, but Oriana wasn’t the type.

She’d rather do it herself.

Despite how she was feeling now she was not a pushover anymore. She was outspoken when she needed to be and stoodup for herself. It was exactly how she’d climbed the ladders that she had in her career.

Real estate in a city as big as ours was an alpha heavy industry. Yet she’d kept all of them in their place from the moment she entered the scene.

I had no doubts that the same backbone she earned there, would help her now.

Just after she processed all of this bullshit.

“Dad wants me to go home,” she said, finally meeting my eyes before letting them drop again. “For once, I want to do it. To go there and tell Cameron that he’s a fucking dick, to tell him that he gets this one chance to grovel, to change and show me he’s worth my time, or I’m letting go of him forever. I need the closure and I need to know I did everything. No looking back, no third chances.”

She looked at me from under her lashes, as if gauging my reaction.

A smile spread across my face. Fuck, it was so sexy when she took what she wanted. I couldn’t wait to watch it happen.

Then I winced. It was time to come clean.

“I should probably admit that in my anger last night, I commented on PackVlog.”

Her eyes widened and she gasped, splashing me before letting out a laugh.

“What did you say?!”

“I said someone should ask Cameron about the little bird he let get away and ask if he had any regrets.”

Instead of being angry she gave me a wicked little grin. Now that she had a plan, she was in control again. “Good, that means he’ll be thinking of me.”

“Your lease is up for renewal next month,” I reminded her.

“You’d let go of your job, your art programs? I can’t ask that of you,” she said, chewing on her lip. Conflict started to cloud her ocean eyes, making them downright stormy.

“There are other teachers I could recruit. We could visit from time to time, as well. But I’d give it all up for you, Ori.”

As she smiled up at me, there was an undercurrent of excitement and hope building. I knew this was the right choice.

We didn’t have ties here outside of work and she never stopped wishing she could be back in her hometown.

I’d never experienced small town life, but if she was there, I’d be willing to go anywhere.

“What if you sweetened the deal?” I asked, an insane idea filling my head. “What if we hired a pack to come with us for the first week or so. Pretend to be your pack and drive him wild. Nothing motivates an alpha quite like seeing another alpha living out his dreams.”

Her eyes were wide as she blinked at me.

“I never realized you were an evil genius,” she finally said, laughing incredulously. “God, but making him jealous sounds so incredibly petty. I’m in.”

Hudson

“We’ve got a job, boys,” I called out as I walked into our shared apartment. The chorus of groans was annoying, but not all that unexpected.

“Omega?” Tate grunted out, glaring at me already in challenge.

“Yes, but this one will be worth it and I think you could relate, actually,” I said, trying to tempt the grumpy fucker into listening.