Chapter 175
Emerson raises a brow at Weston and not so subtly gives him a judgmental once-over,
“Since when were you and Meredith text buddies?”
He asked quietly. The accusation in his tone sp i kes defensiveness in the beta. What? Did he think Meredith was too cool to talk to him? Is that what it was? It was no secret she was Emerson’s idol, but come on this was just downright mean. And the look of disgust on Emerson’s face like Weston was some roach scurrying in the dirt did more than just damage his ego. Weston straightens, puffing out his chest and tilts his chin up.
“Since we made the group chat.”
The ginger scrunches his brows together and looks over to Isaac who shrugs at him. He didn’t know what group chat he was talking about. In fact, neither of them did. As far as they were concerned, Noah, being a man that forgets he leaves his phone on do not disturb just to avoid talking to people, would no way work well in a group chat.
“Group chat?”
Isaac asks.
“Group chat.”
Isaac and Emerson stare at Weston silently. The two doubting his words.
“Do you guys smell that?”
Weston asks, sniffing the air for effects. He turns his head from left to right,
“Smell the silent judgement?”

Isaac blinks ever so slowly.
“Did you really just quote Tony Stark?”
“….Yes.”
Emerson lets out a strangled sigh, shutting his eyes for a brief second. Peeling his lids open, he shot Weston a pointed look,
“Don’t even think about going back up there. Just leave them alone. They’ll come out when they get bored. It’ll be like yoga… kind of.”
Weston frowns. Folding his arms over this chest, he raises a brow,
“Yoga? That’s real funny, Em. Never knew under that cold exterior there was a comedian.”
Emerson rolls his eyes but ignores Weston’s remarks.
“Next thing you know, you’ll be telling me Stefan and Laura Locksworth are here.”
Emerson opens his mouth to respond but flinches when he senses something. A ripple of familiarity runs through his spine. Almost feeling the grip of panic coil around his throat, he slowly turns. His eyes are wide as he looked at Weston who was still running his mouth without a care in the world,
“Stefan and Laura Locksworth are here.”
Weston stops mid sentence and gives him an unimpressed look. Jutting out his bottom lip he narrows his eyes at him,
“Okay, ha-ha very funny.”
Emerson shakes his head.
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“No seriously.”
Emerson lifts his gaze at Weston, whose smile was wiped off his face upon seeing his expression. “Your jokes are going a little far.”
Weston laughs nervously, panic beginning to rise in him. He shifts his weight on his other foot impatiently. The sudden gravity of Emerson’s solemn voice cloaking over him like deadweight. A wake up call he hoped was untrue.
“That’s the thing. I’m afraid he’s not joking, West.”
Weston whirls his head around and swallows when he sees the two figures approaching. A tall, built Alpha male with his lovely Luna by his side with a warm smile. Weston clamps his mouth shut, rolling his lips in before popping them out. Nodding awkwardly at the arched brow of the Alpha, he sucked in a breath,
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