Page 36 of The Beta's Bargain


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She smells so faintly of coconut, it’s just the perfect amount. I love coconut, but the scent of her is growing on me. What is it about this strange beta that arrests me? There is both an old world air about her and a naïvety that makes me want to corrupt her. The contradiction is compelling. A beta saving omegas. A beta taking on alphas, standing between alphas. I can’t say I’ve seen it before, but I've never seen anyone stand up to us the way she is.

But there’s one thing I’ve learned in life, and that’s if it looks too good, it’s a lie.

I give her another once over. “Excuse me, then.”

She smiles faintly and walks away from me. I watch her leave. I, Falcon Treyfield, watch a beta leave. As soon as I realise what I’m doing, I turn away from her with a curse.

Dylan is standing not far away, watching me. I dream of his expression morphing into a welcoming smile the way he used to, but today, he just scowls harder.

I walk towards him, daring him with my eyes to run, daring him to hide. He holds his ground, but his shoulders tense. I wonder if he thinks I’m going to hurt him.

“Dylan.”

He lifts his chin and meets my eyes. Lust sizzles in my blood, and I shift my body even closer so that only a hand span separates us.

“Leave her alone.”

The words take a moment to sink in, and the lust vanishes, leaving me cold and empty.

“I will not hurt her. I’m not a monster, Dylan.”

He flinches like I've struck him. He looks away, and I realise that he looks lost. I hate seeing that expression on him.

“Have a drink with me.”

He hesitates, and I can almost feel the longing.

“One drink with me, please, omega?”

I’ve said the wrong thing. I know it the second the word omega leaves my lips. His expression stiffens, and he takes a step back, shaking his head before he jogs off in the direction the beta disappeared.

“Fuck!” I say and stalk towards the lifts.

I just need a few moments alone. A few minutes without the pressure. The phenomenal pressure.

All I care about is him. The impulse to watch three empires burn to the ground just so I can have him has been riding me since the day we met.

I remember it so clearly. Our eyes met at the bar. He was four people down. I didn’t even catch his scent, I just looked at him and knew. His scent filled the room, and I watched the moment he caught mine. It was instant. It was fate. It was destiny.

The omega who shook my entire world.

We had him, and we lost him.

I scowl as I turn around and follow the path they took and find them sitting in the garden. She looks up and sees me and gestures for me to join them. Dylan turns, and his face closes off, but I saw the look.

That look was soft and full of emotion. That look was reserved for me, Silas, and Gray once.

I cross towards them and startle when Onyx steps up and wraps her arms around my waist.

“Thank you for the present.”

I frown, unsure what she’s talking about, and then I spot the key to the library. I’d asked Simon to give it to her earlier this morning.

“Can you take us there?” She asks hesitantly, but I catch the subtle manipulation in her eye. She could find it easily. “I'm afraid I don't know where it is, and it would be nice to have an expert give us a tour.”

“Sure.” I find myself foolishly agreeing to her request, still struggling to wrap my mind around her. Is she manipulative or naïve? Is she a siren or an innocent? Maybe she’s all of it.

Nyx walks ahead of us, filling in the silence with chatter that I realise is her not giving us time to think. When we get to the library, she vanishes, laughing and calling out her discoveries.

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