MACKENZIE
Mackenzie
My heart was pounding faster than my feet as I pulled Theo through the cruise ship.
“I love you.”
I had almost said I love you.
What the fuck was that? No, no, no. It wasn’t true. Justice was hurting. I pretended to sleep so I could snuggle against him on the bus, hoping that all the woo woo talk about omega auras having healing properties was true. I didn’t love him. I was just caught up in the moment.
I was here to have a fling and help Theo find his pack. Then we’d all go home and things would be normal.
I stopped so suddenly, Theo ran into me. I looked around, not knowing exactly where I was. “I don’t know where I’m going.” I confessed.
Theo laughed and kissed my forehead. “We’re almost there.” He now tugged me forward at a more respectable pace.
I kissed Justice Twill. It was on my lips to tell Theo, but I just couldn’t. What if it messed things up for Theo? The plan had been to distract Justice while Theo met the Kelwoods. But what if Justice was the answer?
“There. The Azure Room.” Theo pointed to a door that was closing. He dropped my hand and nudged me forward with a hand on the small of my back.
“Oh, no, please. Is this the aura reading workshop?” I said to the woman closing the door. She had a shock of white hair. She was the auracle. Auracles were born with colorless hair and the ability to see auras.
“This workshop is full.” Her voice was deep with a hint of an accent that, for some reason, I thought sounded fake.
“It’s just two more,” I begged.
She looked me up and down with a raised eyebrow. “This workshop is not for you. This is a workshop for single omegas only. You have already found your pack. The pack workshop is tomorrow. Do not be late.” And she closed the door right in my face.
“Well, that was rude.” Theo said from behind me.
“And wrong. Maybe you were right and all this auracle stuff is nonsense.”
“Okay,” Theo put his hands on his hips. “Do you want to go sit by the pool and chill?”
I sighed. “I guess. You did bring like a dozen books to read and you haven’t even cracked one.” Theo snorted and turned bright red. “What?”
Before he could answer, I turned and caught my reflection in the floor to ceiling windows of one of the smaller meeting rooms. The top of one sock was pink from where Justice had washed my bloody knee. I had a bandaid on. My other leg was smeared with mud up my hip and to my butt. And my hair. Oh my god, my hair. I was never wearing a helmet again.
“Theo! How could you let me run around the ship looking like this?”
“You’re perfect.” He chuckled and threw his arm over my shoulder.
“I’m a perfect mess.”
Theo started walking us back to our room.