Page 42 of Rhythm Of Our Souls (Heartbreak Melody #3)

Ally

“Happy birthday to you! You live in a zoo. You look like a monkey. And you act like one toooooo!”

“Make it stop,” I groan, grabbing my pillow to cover my ears from the horrible noise.

“Ouch,” Skyler mutters. “That hurts.”

“I mean, there is a reason why we needed a lead singer,” Ryker snickers.

“What are you talking about? My voice is like an angel’s,” Tyson huffs.

“You said ‘like a cat in a blender’ wrong,” Ryker laughs.

“Fuck you,” Tyson chuckles.

“Is there a reason you three are in my room?” I groan.

“Ah, yeah. It’s your birthday. Or did you forget?” Skyler asks.

“I didn’t forget. I know it’s my birthday. But do you wanna know something you don’t seem to know?” I huff, throwing the pillow off my head and towards them.

“I’m sure there are a lot of things we don’t know that you do, so feel free to enlighten us,” Tyson quips.

“I’m naked under these blankets.” I glare, and their eyes widen. “And so is my Omega.”

“Oh fuck.” Skyler’s face pales.

“Hi,” Lulu squeaks from under the blankets.

“Damn, Ally girl. Getting some birthday head. I’m so proud.” Ryker puts his hand over his heart. “My girl is all grown up.”

“Fuck off,” I snarl, but Lulu is giggling up a damn storm under the blankets, and it’s making it really hard not to smile.

“You wanna tell me why the fuck you’re in my Omega’s nest?” Liam growls from behind the guys.

My smile slips when I see all three of their faces go white as ghosts.

“I will snap your fucking necks if you so much as see an inch of skin,” Brady snarls.

“Better get going, boys,” I snicker, moving to sit up, the blanket starting to fall.

All three of them slap their hands over their eyes and stumble their way out of my room.

“Oh fuck,” Skyler groans, crashing into Tyson.

“Fuck, my dick,” Tyson cries out when Ryker accidentally knees him between his legs.

“Sorry!” Ryker calls out.

Liam grabs the guys by the collars of their shirts and starts to toss them out the door, shouting at them like he’s scolding kids.

Sighing, I flop back down on the bed. “At least you got to finish,” Lulu says, poking her head up from under the blanket.

A smile curves my lips as I take in her messy blonde hair, sticking up all over the place. Reaching up, I play with the staticky strands. “All thanks to you,” I murmur, brushing my thumb over her slick-covered lips. “And this very talented mouth.”

Lulu bites her lower lip and my attention is drawn to them. “What are you thinking?” she asks, amusement in her tone.

“If I can get away with returning the favor.”

“As much as I’d love that, how about later? We have a full day planned before your concert tomorrow.”

“Ugh,” I sigh. “Why does Boston’s show have to be so close to Orlando’s? We’re not even going to have time to see anything,” I whine, annoyed with whoever made the schedule. Huffing, I throw the blankets off and shove on a robe.

“Where are you going?” Lulu giggles.

“To remind this bus why I’m not a morning person,” I grumble.

All the guys are in the living room area when I walk out. “You.” I point an accusing finger at Nate.

“Me?” he asks, raising a brow, an amused smirk on his face. “What about me, Kitten?”

“Don’t Kitten me,” I growl, leaning forward as I narrow my eyes on my sexy Beta, who by the way, looks extra sexy today.

“Who the hell made the tour dates schedule? And wanna tell me why we didn’t have it booked so that Boston show was first, then to New York City?

Would make more fucking sense than to back track. ”

Nate’s lip twitches. “Babe, it’s literally only a four hour drive from Boston to New York City. It’s not like it’s adding extra days out of our way.”

“Oh.” I blink, straightening myself back up, feeling the fight leave me. “Still. That’s four hours we could have spent doing something fun!”

“Precious.” Liam’s arms wrap around me from behind. My eyes flutter closed as his salted coconut and mahogany scent fills my nose, making me shiver with delight. “Are you starting to go a little stir crazy?”

“Maybe,” I mumble.

“How about this–” He kisses my neck, right over his mate mark.

Not fair, that’s my weak spot, and he knows it.

“We have a two week gap between the Orlando show and New Orleans. How about we take some time to enjoy it all together. We can go to Universal Studios, Disney World, do all the fun things. That way we can enjoy some time together and it gets you off of the bus. How does that sound?”

My eyes flutter closed, the feeling of his lips as he peppers kisses on my throat has my body turning to mush. “Good,” I moan. “So good.”

“And we’re just gonna hang outside the bus,” Skyler says as he and the other two get up and leave quickly.

“You guys have those boys scared shitless,” Lulu giggles as she joins us.

“Hey,” I pout.

“What?” she asks, smiling.

“You're dressed,” I pout.

“Oh my god,” she laughs. “Come on, my horny little Omega. Go get that sexy ass in the shower and get ready. Today we plan to spoil you.”

“Okay, okay,” I grumble, making my way to the bathroom. “But this night better end in orgasms. And a knot!” I shout. “Maybe two.”

It’s my birthday, dammit. I deserve it.

“Whose idea was it to take this tour?” Nate grumbles as we walk behind the group of people following the tour leader.

“Yours.” I snort out a laugh. “You said it would be better to do it at night so it’s less likely we’d get spotted.”

“Sometimes my ideas aren’t always good,” Nate mutters, gripping Liam’s hand like it’s his lifeline.

Lulu giggles, Gavin’s arm wrapped around her shoulder as they walk next to Liam and Nate.

“Don’t you giggle at me!” Nate huffs. “This shit is scary.”

“It is not,” Lulu laughs. “You're just being a big baby.”

“Nate doesn’t do anything scary. So that's exactly why we have to do Halloween Horror Nights while we’re in Orlando.” I grin wickedly.

He shoots me a betrayed look over his shoulder. “Why do you hate me?”

“I do not hate you,” I laugh. “I love you. But I do like hearing you scream like a little girl.”

“She’s mean.” Nate looks up at Liam, who just shakes his head with a soft chuckle.

“I wanna hear that, too,” Lulu says. “Can I record it?”

“Liam, your Omegas are bullying me,” Nate whines.

“Girls, be nice. Our Beta is a sensitive soul.”

“I went into a haunted house once,” Gavin says. “Not allowed to go back there again, though.”

“Why not?” I ask, curious.

“Someone jumped out at me, and my reflex was to punch them in the face. Broke their nose,” he chuckles, not seeming to feel guilty about it at all.

“Of course you would,” I scoff with a laugh.

Today was fun. We went out to eat, explored Salem, and did a bunch of witchy-type things. It might be my birthday, but I spoiled Lulu anytime she looked at something and showed just a bit of interest in it.

My gift is seeing my loved ones happy. That's all I want.

And those orgasms. Then I’ll be a happy birthday girl.

“How’s your night going?” Brady asks as we walk to the next stop, as the guide talks about the history of Salem. Lulu and the others went to the front to hear better, but I like just hanging out back here with Brady.

We’re walking side by side, his hand in mine, my head leaning against his arm.

I like the peacefulness that settles over me, along with his leather and musk scent filling my nose.

It’s a little chilly tonight, so I’m dressed in one of the oversized hoodies he wears around the bus when he’s not in his cut.

It smells just like him, and I love to bury my face in it anytime I need a hit of his scent when he’s not around.

Once it loses its smell, I take Liam’s and make Brady wear this one again for a few days.

Lulu does the same. We have these men wearing hoodies all the time just for us.

“Good.” I smile up at him. “It’s been perfect. I like that it was low-key, no paparazzi bothering us. Just our pack and a nice day out. I’d take this over a big Hollywood party any day.”

“Yeah?” he asks, our steps slowing down to a stop. He turns to face me, wrapping his arms around my waist, his hands gripping my butt and pulling me close.

“Mhm,” I hum, wrapping my arms around him, burying my face into his chest. He kisses the top of my head, and I breathe him in, sighing happily as we share this moment.

If Lulu wasn’t having the time of her life, I’d ask to go back to the bus so I can have some cuddle time with Brady.

It’s been a few days, and I just need him.

“Shit,” Brady grumbles after a few long moments.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, peeking my head up.

“We lost them,” he sighs. I look around and see that we are indeed alone.

“There they are,” I say, pointing to the group of people on the other side of the cemetery.

“How the hell did they get that far?” Brady grumbles. “Come on, we better go catch up before Liam loses it.”

As we’re about to walk down the sidewalk, a group of people round the corner, nearly crashing into us.

“Fucking watch it,” Brady growls, stepping in front of me.

“Sorry, dude,” a guy says, stumbling back. The guy looks at Brady, fear quickly filling his eyes. “My bad.”

“Oh my god!” one of the girls in their group shouts. “Oh my god. Oh my god. OH. MY. GOD!”

Ah fuck. Not now. I know this scenario all too well.

“Ally Cat. Holy shit, it’s really you, isn’t it?”

Nope. Not doing this right now. This is my birthday, and as much as I love my fans, I am not in the mood to be ambushed.

Grabbing Brady’s hand, I tug him back the way we came. “Run,” I whisper loudly.

He looks down at me, brows furrowed, before nodding.

Of course, in Brady fashion, I don’t run alongside him. Nope, this big, burly Alpha picks me up, tosses me over his shoulder, and takes off running down the street.

I can’t help it, I burst into laughter as I bounce with every step he takes.

“Where are you taking us?” I laugh as he ducks around a building and then beelines it to a nearby cemetery.