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“I can go see where he is,” I said, standing up.
I wasn't even fully on my feet when a door opened upstairs and footfalls reached my ears.
“Looks like he’s finally waking up,” I said.
Ideally, I didn't want Kennedy meeting one of our pack mates while he was hungover. It didn't exactly give the best first impression.
“I’m sorry about Storm. He’s…” Eli trailed off.
“The least responsible of us all?” I filled in.
Eli nodded.
Kennedy bit her lip. She hadn't even seen Storm yet, but I was already getting angry at him for damaging the impression our pack was giving Kennedy. Despite only meeting her a few minutes ago, I already desperately wanted her to like us.
From the few glances we had shared, I’d detected attraction on both sides. Micha had also insisted they had a spark, and given her pregnant state, it was obvious she and Eli shared a mutual attraction.
I was about to open my mouth when Storm stumbled down the stairs. Looking thoroughly disheveled and wearing only a pair of sweatpants, he descended the stairs, followed by a random woman I had never seen before.
It was a puck bunny. One that smelled like lavender, but not nice lavender—like toxic lavender. Like the flower had been left out in the sun and had been burned to a crisp.
“Oh, fuck! Hey, guys, sorry I just need to see Julia—no, Jenny—out, sorry!” he said, tugging the girl in the direction of the front door.
A startled squeak escaped Kennedy's chest as she stared at Storm, her eyes impossibly wide.
“Charlie?!” she cried.
Chapter 22
Kennedy
It was him. I hadn't seen him in over a year and a half, but I had no trouble recognizing his face.
“Yeah?” Charlie said next to me.
My head whipped between him and the alpha—the alpha I’d spent all this time believing was named Charlie.
“Is that Storm?” I asked through gritted teeth. My anger was probably radiating off me in waves, and the alphas acted accordingly, all of them sitting up straighter and paying attention to what was wrong.
“Sorry,” Storm said sheepishly, “we slept in. Don't worry, I'm going to shower, then we can say hi and all that…” He pushed hisfriendtoward the door, glancing at me before doing a double take. “Wait…have we met?”
The puck bunny clung to his arm, but he incessantly shoved her toward the door. His attention was now solely on me. “Just go. I’ll call,” he hissed at the puck bunny. She huffed and stomped down the hall, slamming the door behind her.
A rage simmered in my gut like I hadn't felt in years. If Eli and Charlie were to be believed, the name of this person before me was Storm.
Which meant that he had lied to me.
Lied to me, then abandoned me.
“I swear we've met before,” Storm said, walking toward me, a panty-dropping grin spreading across his face as he reached out his hand to shake mine.
Thankfully, Eli was holding my cup of tea, so there was nothing stopping me when I stood up and swung my hand back, landing it with an impressive impact on Storm's cheek.
“We have met before,” I growled.
Storm blinked several times in shock, and none of the alphas in the room spoke. My hands itched to throttle this man.
“Wait…a year or more ago, at the club, and the ice rink? Shit, that was you, wasn’t it?” he asked, another smile spreading across his face. “I'm sad you never called me. We had a great time, though?—”
