Page 24 of Broken Harmony (Heartbreak Melody #2)

“And that's a wrap!” the director shouts. The whole room cheers, and a grin splits across my face.

“That was amazing!” I laugh, running over to Liam. I’m too filled with excited energy to care as I throw myself into his arms.

He catches me, chuckling softly as he buries his face into my neck. My body hums as it demands to be allowed to melt into him.

I can’t. Not here, not with all these people watching.

He lets me down, giving me a proud smile. “You did amazing.”

“Thanks. My mom says I’m pretty awesome.” I shoot him a wink, making him chuckle harder. It’s the small things in life that I live for.

“Oh my god!” Maya rushes over. “I can’t believe this is real life. My baby became a movie! And my favorite actress is starring in it! How is this even real?” Maya starts to cry, and I smile.

“I’m proud to be a part of it.” I pull her into a hug. Over the past six months, we’ve gotten closer. I’m happy to call her a friend. I need more of those. She’s truly a kind soul.

“I say we go out and celebrate,” Benji, one of Maya’s Alpha’s suggests.

“As if you didn’t already have a party planned for our Omega,” Holden, another one of Maya’s Alphas, chuckles.

“True, true.” Benji grins.

“What do you say, Kitty Cat?” Nate asks. “You up for a party?”

“Why not?” I grin. “Can the guys come?”

“Of course!" Maya smiles.

“Who’s all coming?” I ask her, biting the inside of my cheek, praying way too hard that Lulu will be there.

I’ve been working on this movie for six months, and never once has Lulu come to set. Maya has been involved a lot, but she hasn’t talked much about her best friend. I’ve been too chicken shit to ask her about Lulu.

If Maya knows anything about Lulu’s and my past, she’s never once shown it. I truly don’t think she knows who I once was to her best friend. And for some reason, that hurts.

I didn’t think it was my place to let her in on that knowledge, so I’ve kept my mouth shut.

“I’m not much of a people person.” Maya smiles shyly. “So I was thinking just us, me, my pack, the band, and Liam and Nate.”

No Lulu.

“Sounds perfect.” I smile.

“Is Lulu not coming?” Phoenix asks.

Maya sighs. “No.” She looks disappointed. “She said she’s not feeling well. Gavin and Brady are with her right now.”

“Who are they?” I find myself asking, and I want to kick myself in the ass for it.

Maya smiles. “Lulu’s Alphas. They’re good guys. She deserves them.”

And just like that, I get a sucker punch to the gut. This is why I didn’t do deep dives on her lately. Knowing she could be moving on with other people makes me want to rip my damn heart out.

I say nothing, not sure I’m able to talk. Liam and Nate give me a look, both of them concerned. I just smile, putting a fake happy face on, trying not to act like it’s killing me.

The whole party, I try hard to enjoy myself. I deserve this night out. I worked hard. But any time I found myself alone with my thoughts, all I could think about was her.

Are they her scent matches? Is she happy? Are they good to her?

Part of me has the strong urge to do more research into them, find out who Gavin and Brady are. Are they good enough for Lulu?

But I don’t. Because it’s none of my business. This is her life. Her happiness.

“Ready to go home?” Liam asks, lowering his mouth to my ear.

I smile up at him and sigh. “With you? Any time, big guy.”

There’s a low growl that makes my pussy weep for this man. “Behave,” he warns.

I might be a little tipsy right now. Okay, I'm trashed. I needed to take the edge off, shut my mind off. Yeah, it didn’t work. If anything, it made it worse.

“Come on. Let’s get you home,” he says, wrapping his arm around me.

We make our rounds to say goodbye to everyone. The guys decide to stay a little longer, but Nate comes home with us.

“You know, drinking before heading out on a big world tour is probably not the best idea,” Nate playfully chastises, chuckling.

“Nope,” I agree, sounding slurred. “But I’m celebrating.”

“Mmhhm,” he hums, raising a brow.

Because the movie was going to take months, living on the tour bus was something I didn’t want to do. So, I ended up getting a house here in LA. Kind of like home base.

It’s been nice to stay in an actual home, to be honest. I’ve kind of missed it. But I also hate staying still for too long and start to get restless, wanting to head back out on the road.

I share it with the guys, Liam, and Nate. At this point, I’m used to living with a group of guys. Whenever I’m meant to have my own pack, I don’t think there’s going to be much of an adjustment.

By the time we get home, I’m out cold. Someone carries me to bed, most likely Liam, and when I wake again, I feel like trash.

“Take this.” Liam’s voice sounds too loud in my ears.

“Thanks.” I sit up, groaning as I take the pain meds from him and down it with the glass of water he offers me.

“How are you doing?” He gives me this knowing smirk.

“I feel like death. Thanks for asking.”

He chuckles. “What do you need?”

I want to say you . I want to beg him to cuddle with me, so I can feel his large body against mine, smell his mouth-watering scent, and just feel at home, safe, relaxed.

I don’t say that, though. “A shower and some breakfast."

“That I can do.” He nods. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” I tell him, raising a brow.

“Ally, when you found out about Lulu having Alphas, you looked like someone ripped your heart out.”

“Hey, don’t worry about me,” I laugh, getting to my feet. “I’m used to that by now.” I wink, hating the look of regret on his face as I make my way to the bathroom. Was it a low blow? Yeah, but hungover Ally doesn’t care.

I need to get out of this house and on the road again. I’ve been still for too long. I miss the road, the fans, the singing. The high of being on stage brings.

I need my mind to be distracted before I go on another downward spiral and find myself back in depression town.

How much longer can I do this to myself? Am I going to keep torturing myself by pining after people I can’t have, or am I going to take the step to find my own happiness?

I’ve already lived a big life, and I’m only twenty-five, but there are still so many more adventures I want to go on. I’m not like Liam; I don’t plan on sitting around and waiting to find my scent match. Life is too short.

No, you won’t sit around for your scent matches to come along, but you have no issues waiting around for people who will never want you back.

Ah, masochism at its finest.

***

A few days later, the tour bus is parked outside the house. It’s a busy morning, people coming in and out of the house, prepping for the tour we’re about to go on.

A year-long world tour. We’re starting on the east coast of the US, making our way to the other side, and making a few stops in Canada before hopping on a plane to the other side of the world.

It’s the biggest one we’ve been on yet, and I’m fucking thrilled. More than that. I’m so damn excited, I can’t keep still.

It’s going to be insane, but I’m looking forward to it all.

No acting. No modeling. Just music, fans, the stage, and my guys by my side. It’s going to be perfect.

“All packed?” Tyson asks, lifting his bag onto his shoulder.

“Yup.” I grin. “You?”

“Just got this.” He grins back, pointing to his bag. “You excited?"

“Is that even a question?" I laugh.

“Not at all.” He chuckles, kissing the top of my head as he passes.

“Have you seen Liam and Nate?” I ask him as he heads down the hall.

“Saw them go into Nate’s room,” he calls back.

There are a few things I need to talk to Nate about first. The movie isn’t set to be released until later this year, but I want to make sure there’s a space in our schedule that allows me to be back in LA for the premiere.

I’m just at Nate’s door when I hear moaning coming from behind it.

Pausing, I see that the door is cracked.

Stepping closer, I peek through the open door and have to bite back a whimper when I see Nate on his knees with Liam’s cock down his throat as Liam looms over him like a god.

“Fuck...” Liam’s deep rumbling growl has my nipples pebbling against my bra. “You take me so fucking good, baby. That‘s it. Choke on it.”

Dear god. What is happening right now?

Whatever it is, I’m watching. If they didn’t want anyone to see, they should have locked the door, am I right?

No. But still. Fuck it.

Nate bobs his head, taking Liam all the way to the back of his throat, gagging before pulling back.

His eyes are watery and heavy-lidded. They shine with lust as he looks up at the Alpha with something like love mixed in.

I wait for the jealousy to hit me, but it doesn’t. Only sadness. Because Nate gets to have Liam like this, and I don’t.

It hurts to know whoever Liam is scent-matched to, they’ll get not only one amazing man but two. They’re mine, and I don’t want to give them up; I don’t want to share them.

“Fuck, Nate. I’m so fucking close,” he growls. “Be a good boy and make yourself cum with me.”

That’s when my eyes drop to where Nate is fisting his own cock, stroking himself quickly.

My stomach blooms with heat, thighs clenching together. Slick coats my pussy, and my breathing picks up.

I’m so damn turned on watching this that if I don’t take care of myself right now, everyone is going to know.

Knowing better, but not caring, I look around to make sure no one else is watching before slipping my hand down my panties.

I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from crying out in pleasure as I work myself over, rubbing my clit fiercely while knowing it’s not going to take much to make me cum. A perk of being an Omega, we’re never short of orgasms.

My eyes ping pong between the two of them, not sure who to watch.

Liam, with his deep hazel eyes boring into the Beta on his knees for him, cock down his throat as he sucks him down like a pro, his body tense with pleasure.

Or the Beta who is eagerly choking down the Alpha’s cock, wanting to please him while pleasuring himself.

The fire in my belly grows more with every swipe of my finger, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

I’m shaking now, needing to lean against the side of the door to keep myself up.

“That's it. Fuck. Fuck. Gonna cum down that pretty throat. Take it all, Nate. Don’t waste a fucking drop.”

Liam grabs the back of Nate’s head and holds him down as he lets out this deep guttural groan, tossing his head back as his body shakes with his release.

My eyes drop to Nate, who swallows him down, moaning as his own release takes over him.

It’s the sight of Nate’s cum shooting out of his cock, coating his T-shirt, that has me falling over the edge.

Clamping my thighs over my hand, I ride my fingers as I come apart, biting my lip so hard that it bleeds.

Wave after wave of pleasure hits me as slick coats my hand.

I’m a fucking mess as I lean against the wall, closing my eyes to catch my breath.

That was so wrong. So fucking wrong. Yet I loved every moment of it.

Why couldn’t that be my life? Me in there with them, down on my knees next to Nate as we take turns sucking Liam’s cock.

The sound of the shower in Nate’s room snaps me out of my little post orgasm bubble. I need to get out of here, now. I can’t believe I just touched myself like a creeper. What has my life come to?

Pushing myself off the wall, I go to turn when I come face-to-face with Nate.

A squeak leaves me as I step back into the wall. “Hey, Kitty Cat,” Nate’s gruff voice sounds as he looms over me.

I swallow hard, pulse racing as my eyes flick between his. “Hi,” I whisper, caught with my hand literally down my pants.

He’s not wearing a shirt, only his boxers. He smells amazing, like sex and Liam.

He cocks his head to the side, eyes not leaving mine, like he’s trying to read me.

He knows what I just watched, but he says nothing.

But he does surprise me by grabbing the hand that’s cupping my pussy and pulling it free.

I’m about to panic, afraid I crossed a line when he takes my slick-covered fingers, bringing them up to his face.

He lets out a small groan before parting his lips and bringing my fingers to his mouth.

My lips part as I gape at him, wondering if this is really happening.

It is. He sucks them clean, his tongue lapping at my fingers as he hums in pleasure. When he pulls them free, I’m left dumbfounded.

He gives me this sexy little smirk that melts my panties. “Soon, Kitten,” he purrs. “I’m working on him, okay? Give it time. I’m doing my best to make all your dreams come true,” he murmurs, leaning in and pressing a kiss to my forehead.

I sigh, closing my eyes, melting against the wall.

He’s gone when I open my eyes, heading back into his room to most likely shower.

“What the fuck was that?” I whisper. And what does he mean, working on him? Liam? For what? Time for what?

I’m so damn confused, and I want to go in there and demand to know what he means.

Needing a moment to catch my breath, I sag against the wall.

Whatever that was, I know something between us just changed. I just hope it’s for the better.

Something is telling me that this next year is about to be one wild ride. I just hope my mind, body, and soul make it out in one piece on the other side.