I learned the hard way as a child that an alpha’s rage can be endless when an omega leaves, even if they were a placeholder for another better omega or scent match.
Some alphas see omegas as a prize to be caged, instead of people to be loved, so this is how it goes. I give myself no chance to change my mind.
When I look back, the bright lights of The Madelineilluminate Alric in the street as he watches me drive away.
It’s the last thing I think about before I fall asleep that night.
Saturday
The aroma of marinara and garlic permeates my tiny kitchen.
Hunter:
Miss you!
I’ll be home at 7
Can’t wait for your cooking after my work out later.
That man can eat.
The Italian food I had delivered from my favorite restaurant sits on the counter. I slide the lasagna out of the plastic to-go container and into a glass dish to be reheated later, licking the sauce off my fingers. I do the same with the saffron risotto and Caprese salad, not bothering to arrange it nicely.
It needs to look homemade, after all. Hunter loves the girlfriend experience.
This morning, I woke up to a typical Hunter message.
Hunter:
At my test kitchen, working on protein donuts.
Do you like donuts?
What’s your fave flavor?
Madeline:
Yum! Chocolate or maple. What about you?
Hunter:
You
Madeline:
You know, I don’t know how appealing a slick-flavored donut will be to the general public.
Hunter:
You’re right.
Guess I’ll enjoy you all to myself then.
Madeline:
Food safety laws thank you.
In the afternoon, the conversation graduated from food to animals, another of his favorite topics.
