Page 126 of Puck My Life

The relief has me staggering to the wall to hold myself up.

“What are we going to do about Indy?”

“I think we need to expose her for the person she really is,” Mal says with a deep, cold rage. “I have an idea.”

It’s amazing how many steps there are in a plan to ruin someone and get the love of your life back. Frustratingly many.

First things first, we needed to clean the house up and fix it. We spend three days patching holes and painting walls. Mal goes shopping with a couple of theguys from the team and comes home with all this soft stuff that an omega would like for nesting.

I move all my belongings into the spare room, and we turn my old room into a bedroom for Vae, one that has no other omega scents.

There’s one room that is also lacking in scents, and we’ve earmarked it for Vae’s nest.

The yard comes next. We weed it, clean it up, and paint the newly straightened white picket fence. Everything looks new when we finish.

“Would she even want to live here?” Mal asks.

“Vae loves this house. She won’t want to leave.”

“Speaking of leaving. I think I might have found her.” Mal pulls up a review of a brand new cake store.

“Neverland?”

“Yeah.”

I laugh. “She hasn’t given up on us.”

“How do you figure?” Deacon grumbles, peering over my shoulder.

“Because she called her dream Neverland,” Mal whispers in awe. “She hasn’t given up!”

I smile back at him, then take his phone so I can get a better look.

“They love her food, especially the healthy options. Oh, I knew she could do it!”

I am so proud of her. All I want to do is hug her and hear all about it. She’s liable to stab us in the head.

I pack our bags.

It’s time to move out.

We have a girlfriend to woo.

Deacon

PAST

She’s standing outside near my car, her tits almost falling out of her top. She’s absolutely beautiful, with blond hair and lovely blue eyes. Exactly the kind of omega everyone dreams of having.

This omega smells faintly of strawberries, and when she twirls her hair and bites her plump lower lip, all I want to do is knot her until she comes.

“Hey, beautiful.”

“Hey, yourself.”

“I’ve seen you around,” I purr.

“I love the game. Love watching.”