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And I have a strong need to grab him by the front of his shirt and kiss his pierced lips, tug on the rings to see if that makes him moan.
Fuck. I need to keep my pheromones in check.
This is very unprofessional. I’m talking to a fucking legend here…
I’ve got to keep my cool.
Mathew chuckles softly. “I’m sorry, he meant to sayourpack.”
I twist to Jorge, surprised. Why didn’t he tell me about this before?
Jorge holds up his hands. “It’s still very new.”
“We last saw each other two weeks ago…” He didn’t tell me a thing back then.
“Very,verynew. As in, it happened a few days after I came home.” He grins.
I stare at him for a few moments, confused. Then my heart aches and I struggle to keep a pleasant expression on my face.
How can he look so happy?
How can he look so comfortable?
He’s been waiting to pair bond with his scent matched Omega for years, and now he’s suddenly part of a pack? And not just anyone’s, but Mathew fucking Page’s pack?!
Jorge’s eyes soften. “I’ll explain it later. It’s a bit of a long story. Please, take a seat.” He motions to the seat next to the cute Omega and then sits down on a chair that seems to have been magically added to the table on my other side.
Mathew smiles as he catches my gaze, either ignoring or not noticing the storm of emotions going through me. “Let me introduce the rest of the pack. The girl who’s flooding you in her honey pheromones is Vera, our Omega.” His voice is filled with tenderness as he touches her arm and she beams at him.
Then he nods to the very tall Alpha on his other side, an interesting look passing between the two. “And this is Caleb, her first Alpha.”
I glance to Jorge again. He never told me that the Omega he was waiting for was already bonded to someone. He must have known, right? But he only mouths ‘later’.
Vera leans closer and the desire in her pheromones makes my mouth water, pulling my attention away from Jorge for a few moments. Fuck, not only does she look so freaking good, she smells good too.
“How do you know Jorge?”
“We met on the job a couple of years ago. And when he’s got business in my area, we usually meet up for dinner or to hang out.” The words spill from me, happy to focus on something else, but I wonder if I might have said too much when the mood at the table changes.
Mathew’s eyes widen in surprise before he shoots Jorge a dark look.“A couple of years ago?”
Jorge shakes his head slowly, looking uncomfortable. “I don’t want to get into that right now. We’ll talk about it when we get back home.”
“Years?!”Mathew’s voice turns cold.
The word feels even more sinister because he’s able to keep his pheromones under control so well that they don’t fluctuate at all, not even when he seems furious.
“At. Home.”Jorge nearly growls the words as his pheromones flare, not so much in anger but in discomfort, fear.
I have no idea what’s going on, but the anger in Mathew’s eyes and the way Jorge seems to cower starts a low rumble in my chest.
Jorge puts his hand on my arm, using his pheromones to try to ease the situation. “It’s fine. It’s okay.”
This doesn’t look ‘fine’. It looks like something is off here, very off. No matter how attractive Mathew Page might be, the way he acts towards Jorge is not okay.
I know that Mathew is famous for being ruthless, but with his own pack mates?! How can he treat his own pack mates like this?
“Mathew.” Caleb’s voice is low and his dark wood scent rolls over the table. A warning to behave and not make a scene.