Page 16 of Knot Your Basic B*tch
Comparing Kain tothatwas setting the bar too low. Honestly, the bar was all the way on the ground when it came to alpha-holes. But I guess that Kain wasn’t that bad.
Since we had scent matched last week, Kain had been around. He’d seen me interviewing the other alphas and never bothered me before. He must have been checking in on me, and noticed that there was something off today.
To be totally honest, I never thought that I would want to be rescued. Every single fairy tale about princesses in towers, rescued from the dragons and witches or whatever was just not my thing. I thought it was all dumb until I was rescued from the humiliation that came from awkward social situations.
“Thank you for getting me out of there.”
“If you want to thank me, let me take you out on a date.” The smile was back on Kain’s face.
Ughh. I was too freaking busy to go out on a date. I had that chapter to read on flavored lubes tonight, and I had to get started on an essay if I wanted to get ahead on my online classes. But I also didn’t have time to argue with him. Not if I wanted to get to my favorite spot in the front.
Besides, I did agree to give my scent matches a chance. I guess saving me from a psychopath earned him a date. Maybe just a short one. I could always get ahead on my coursework tomorrow.
“Fine,” I agreed, mostly to get him out of my hair.
“You free tonight at seven?”
“Sure,” I said, waving him off so I could get to class.
Kain scurried away as if he was leaving before I could change my mind, taking that luxurious dark scent of chocolate away with him.
As soon as I was front and center in the classroom, I took my seat with a sigh. I was the first omega to arrive, getting here even before our professor.
Angling my phone, so that it was hidden behind my mini tower of text-books, I texted my brother.
Me: Emmanuel is a psychopath.
I saw the three dots pop up immediately. He was probably still at lunch.
Titus: Oh, I was worried when you hadn’t mentioned any, that you were going to let one sneak into my new pack.
Seriously? I went through all these interviews and he wasn’t even going to listen to my warning? Maybe he just thought that I was exaggerating.
Me: Emmanuel is the worst. Literally the worst. Pick anyone but him.
Titus: That’s what you said about like every single guy
I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen of my phone. The message was getting blurred around the edges as tears got in the way.
Stupid tears. They were probably just stress tears. This was just more stupid shit that I didn’t need to deal with. Having my lunch time invaded by alphas. All the homework for my classes at the Institute, and then the college classes I was taking on top of that… It was a lot.
I was literally putting my own dreams for my future at stake to make sure that my stupid-ass brother didn’t end up heart-broken with his choice of pack mates, and for what?
My fingers were tapping across the screen and sent a message before I was fully aware of what I’d sent.
Me: You’re a douche canoe
I stared at the message. It was a little harsh, but was it wrong? I kinda half wished that there was a way to unsend it.But at the same time, all of this was my brother’s fault for being a douche canoe. Three little dots had already bubbled up on the bottom of the screen. Titus had already seen my accusation of his douchee-ness.
Titus: Wait. Did that fucker do something to hurt you?
Shit.I typed fast, before my hot-headed brother forwarded the message to my dads and started a riot.
Me: No
Me: Just was rude, and aggressive for no reason
Should I tell him about Emmanuel threatening to make me his? Was that even a valid concern? Like I just needed to say no, and that was going to be the end of it.