Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Mason obliged. “What’s there to see?”

“The tall dude.”

“What about him?”

“Angela just pointed him toward our table.”

Mason swiveled around to face Kian once again. “That’s the omega?”

“He should be. He’s…huge, though.”

“Understatement, Kee.”

“Hush. He’s making his way to our table now.”

Mason picked up his bottle of beer and gulped the contents down his throat as his heart beat faster and harder against his chest. James and Anthony had warned him Blake would be a damn gorgeous omega, but he wasn’t prepared for that kind of breathtaking beauty. He could smell the sweet, fertile scent of omega before Blake even reached their table. Mason groaned under his breath. He noticed Kian was clenching both fists.

“Holy fuck! Remind me to kill James and Anthony tomorrow,” Kian whispered. “Blake is beyond exquisite, and his scent…shit! My dick is hard enough right now to cut through diamonds.”