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If he's truly an Enclave agent, and he's actually here to protect me, he'll know how to control himself.
I've made it downstairs by the time he talks to me, standing up from the couch with his hands in his pockets. He looks a little worse for wear, and he's got a black hoodie on and jeans. He's bruised up like he took a beating, his lip split and an ugly bruise turning into a black eye along his left cheekbone.
Other than that, he's gorgeous.
Shaggy black hair, eyes as blue as a winter sky at mid-day. He keeps his distance, tilting his chin toward the kitchen.
"I found some soup in the freezer," he says. "It's delicious."
My stomach rumbles. "What kind?"
"Chicken noodle."
I hum to myself. "God, that sounds good."
"You're welcome to have some," he replies. "I bet you're starving."
"Thank you."
I go into the kitchen and find a bowl, then I spoon some of the hot soup into it. It smells amazing; from what I understand of the place we ended up, they keep it well-stocked in case people stay here long-term during an extended breeding session.
Because that's what this place is for.
Mating.
Breeding.
Fucking until you're spent.
I shiver at the thought of it, turning around with a bowl of soup in one hand and a spoon in the other. The man is still standing in the living room with his hands in his pockets, and I realize he's making sure I know I'm safe.
"You can come closer," I say quietly. "I don't bite."
He snorts. "Neither do I, but I was more worried about you thinking I would hurt you."
"I don't," I say. "I trust that you meant it when you said you were here to protect me."
"Good," he says, "because I am."
I slide to a seat at the raised kitchen table, and the man comes to sit across from me. He stays a little stiff, never quite meeting my eyes, always looking somewhere else.
"It just occurred to me that you know everything about me, but I don't even know your name," I say. "You're Enclave?"
He nods. "My name is Porter Flint. I'm from Solstice Bay, just like you."
"But notjustlike me," I say with a soft laugh. "You were with the Enclave...but I was born and bred to be an ACB pawn."
"Yeah, I actually was, too," he says. "You don't know the name Flint?"
I frown and shake my head. "Nope."
"Long-time ACB agents," he says. "My dad was ACB through and through, raised me to be just like him. I thought it was wrong and joined up with the Enclave instead, then I spent five years living in their secret bases until the rebellion, springing omegas from ACB facilities and carrying out raids where we could."
"That's...admirable," I say.
He scoffs. "It's the bare minimum. You shouldn't thank me for it."
"I'm not," I say with a sad smile. "I'm as complicit as you were. Probably even moreso."
