Here we go. Everyone's staring now. I guess they were all wondering.
"You didn't tell them?" I ask.
Carson scratches the back of his neck. Axel looks away. "We were getting to it."
Seriously? It's awkward as hell now. I just met these people. "Well..." I look at her.
She nods.
I rub my forehead. "It's just... you know how they all imprinted on me, right?"
"Yeah." She looks confused. "But which is your mate?"
Cringe. I sip my sparkling water slowly. "The thing is." I look at Carson. Then I look at Axel. Then I look at Aiden past Axel. I don't want them to think for a second that I don't want people to know, or that I'm embarrassed about our... situation. It's different, but it's my life, so I try to say it as confidently as possible. "I'm dating all three."
She chokes on her fruit punch.
Dawson rubs her back, but he's eyeing Carson, wide-eyed. "As in... all three of you are dating?"
Carson can't even look at him. Geez.
Then it hits me. All three? I look at who Dawson's pointing to. Axel. Carson. And me. "No," I say. "All four." I add Aiden into the mix.
Now people are falling out of their seats.
"No way," the beta of the Dusk Pack says. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to speak out of turn, but-"
"You're just saying what we're all thinking," the girl who was sizing me up earlier says. "This..." She gestures to the two I'm sitting in between. "...I can believe. But that..." She points between Aiden and me. "Nah."
A few people nod.
I furrow my brow. "Well we're dating, whether you want to believe it or not." What's wrong with these people?
Even the non-ranking members that have been silent this whole time agree. "If you're dating all three, why have you only been around them?" some irrelevant person asks.
Carson lifts his coke as if to toast to that.
I almost smack the drink out of his hands. "I just sat down," I say. "There wasn't any pre-planning behind it."
"So you admit you naturally prefer those two?" someone asks.
My head snaps to the side. It's Krys. I glare at her. She gives me a big thumbs up.
I smack my forehead. I can't handle this on my own anymore. What does Aiden think about all of this anyway? I look at him from the corner of my eyes, but he doesn't look like he cares either way. He's not saying anything either.
I sigh. "Look."
The crowd quiets down.
I say loud enough for everyone to hear, "If Aiden wants to prove it, he can kiss me. If not, I've made my point."
Without missing a beat, Aiden says without even giving me so much as a glance, "If you want to kiss me so badly, you can lean over and do it yourself."
My jaw drops. The room freezes. People are in different stages of shock. Some cover their mouths. Some blush. Some chug their drinks furiously, never taking their eyes off us just in case they miss something.
I don't want to give Aiden the luxury of seeing me flustered. I look the other way, crossing my arms, trying to ignore the way my heart is racing. Why does he have to say things like that all the time? Is it stupid that part of me hopes he might do something?
It's not that I want Axel and Carson to see, because then they'd just get jealous and it would turn into a thing. But it would be nice if I felt like Aiden was fighting to prove that we're an item as much as I am.
But I won't hold my breath. "If there was anything else you guys wanted to ask-" I start.
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