Page 93 of The Beta: Part Three

Chapter thirty-nine

TheAlphaPartOne

Releasing Early 2023

This is an unofficial transcript, so as the story is written this excerpt may differ from the final publishing.

How do they not see how much she doesn't want them? Even from my vantage point at the bar it is completely obvious that she is uncomfortable with the crowd of older alphas puffing out their chests at her. She doesn't care, she's too busy watching the twins at the other side of the bar. They're closer to her age, maybe a little older, and they are fucking livid. One of them is drinking something clear and the other is simply glaring across the room. Not at her. At the alpha who must be in his mid to late forties and keeps touching her hair. Why don't they just go over there? They're young and strong enough to stand in front of her. That's what I'd do. I don't mind causing a scene like that when it needs to happen. What are they waiting for?

The twin who has been nursing his drink turns his gaze on me. He watches me for a minute, never breaking eye contact when his brother leans into his ear to speak to him. He nods and holds my gaze long enough to ensure that I'll follow his when he moves it back to the omega across the room, then back to mine. He nods at me. I nod back. Then he and his brother are walking around the bar to sit on either side of me.

"We don't know you."

"I'm not from here."

"You don't know her."

"You do." I take a drink of my water and plunk the glass down.

He nods again and glances at his brother, who also nods. "You here alone?"

"For now. I only landed a few hours ago."

"Is your pack going to be joining you?" His eyes narrow.

"No. They couldn't make the trip."

"That's our girl. Our omega."

I look back across the room and meet the girl's eyes. She blushes and turns away. "Why are you over here, then?"

"Can't do much at one of these functions as a pack of two. Rules. Sanctions."

Ah. That's what it is. What horseshit. I'm only going to be on the West Coast for a few weeks. I don't know how much help I'll be for a few weeks, but she shouldn't have to suffer the attention of decrepit, pompous old men if she doesn't want to. Nobody will fault me for trying to help. "What do you propose?"

"Temporary alliance. You seem solid enough."

I sigh and look back over at the girl. She ducks her head the minute our eyes meet. "Deal. Let's go get your girl."