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“He’d better not mess this up.” Rylan threw the pillow back on the bed, even though he looked tempted to take it. “Because with this perfume, there’s no way I’m letting her go.”
Of course they’d wanted my sister. I didn’t know or care how the mix-up had happened, but it had, and now the sliver of feeling I’d let myself have was dashed away. It was painful, and I could only imagine how much more painful it would be to bond with a pack and then have something tragic happen. “What’s wrong? Did I move too fast?” Beckett gently touched my arm as I pushed past him. How did I even begin to tell him I wasn’t Kara? So, I did the only thing I could. I ran.
“I wouldn’t say I’ve been ready, but for an omega like Kayla? We aren’t going to match to someone like her again, and if we did, it wouldn’t be fair because I’m pretty sure she is it.” I felt that with every ounce of my soul. If Kayla ended up not bonding with us, it was going to be hard, if not impossible to forget her scent. I hadn’t even spent time with her yet and I just knew it to be true. While that feeling excited me, it probably terrified the crap out of Beck.
My alpha instincts were screaming at me that she was going to start her heat. All the signs were there—abrupt shifts in mood, hot flashes, uncertainty—but she said she wasn’t and she knew her body best.
