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It never crossed any of our minds our omega would not want us and be afraid of us. We’d thought she’d be just as excited to find us as we are to find her.
More and more, it looks like she’s getting ready to run. From us.
After having someone I loved walk out on me before, the terror that I’m going to watch it happen again is almost too much to bear. I can’t let it happen. We have to convince Everleigh that her place is with us and that no one else cares about her like we do.
Rune holds his hand up. “Hali, the paper.”
Hali walks over to Rune and hands the newspaper over. He nudges his breakfast aside as we lean closer to examine the front page.
A woman is standing front and center, clutching a tissue to her mouth. She has her head lowered, making it almost impossible to read her expression.
“She could be faking,” I say.
“Could be,” Kylian agrees. “Everleigh didn’t sound like she was guessing about the selling part. And Lawrence… well, the Wentworths have always cared more about keeping up appearances, at least publicly. Who knows what they’re capable of behind closed doors?”
“But people don’t just sell their daughters.” Nancy moves toward Hali and slides her arm around her daughter’s waist, as if to reassure herself that Hali is safe. “Do they?”
The silence upstairs itches at me. So does the fear Everleigh could be slipping out a window right this second. Running. She could be gone already.
Forever.
I get up.
“Where the fuck are you going?” Kylian calls after me. “We have a meeting.”
“The meeting can wait.” On my way out of the dining room, I pick up Everleigh’s barely touched breakfast and a fork.
I halt outside Everleigh’s door, place her plate of breakfast on the floor beside her door, and knock three times.
Three seconds pass in painful silence, and then a soft female voice calls out, “Yeah?”
Releasing a quiet sigh of relief that she’s still there, I clear my throat. “I need a name.”
“To do what?”
“Help. You have questions. I can get you answers.”
Maybe then you won’t leave.
Silence.
Floorboards creak, and I frown as I study the door. The room is carpeted. So where the hell is she that floorboards are creaking?
Footsteps approach the door. I listen to Everleigh wrestle with the piece of furniture blocking the door before it swings open, revealing her flushed cheeks. She keeps her hand on the door as if prepared to slam it shut at a moment’s notice.
Although her expression is tense, I make no move to enter omega territory.
“What kind of answers?” she asks.
I take in the wariness she isn’t even trying to hide. Crossing my arms, I lean my back on the wall as I try not to focus on her sweet vanilla-coconut scent that calls out to me louder than any other. “You suddenly appeared as Lawrence’s omega, and no one knew your surname. I can only assume Lawrence was responsible for that.”
She studies me for a beat and then nods once.
“Was that where you intended to go last night?” I ask.
“Back to the woman who sold me?” she snorts. “No.”
“But therewassomewhere you had in mind?” I prompt.
