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“Do the others work out?” I keep my voice down so the alphas don’t overhear me and mistake my question as interest. Iaminterested in hearing more about them. I just don’t want them to hear it.
Hali nods. “Yeah. But Rune does it because he likes it. We should go watch them one day. Take popcorn for the show. Mom won’t appreciate it, but what she doesn’t know can’t hurt her.” She gives me an unreadable look. “I’m sure Rune won’t mind you watching him exercise.”
I lower my eyes to my burger. “Can’t. I won’t be around long. I’m leaving soon.”
She snorts, the sound full of amusement. “That’s exactly what Mom used to say.”
I frown at her, confused. “About what?”
Hali waves her arm around, saying, “This house. She was looking for a temp job that offered a roof over our heads when we left our old pack. The alphas were looking for a housekeeper, and they took Mom in even though she didn’t have any experience.”
“Then why did they?” I frown.
After eating a handful of fries, she passes the bag back to me. “’Cause they’re good guys. They could see she needed help, and they wanted to help her. That was six years ago, by the way.”
Six years ago, her mom was saying she would leave them, and six years later, she’s still working here.
Is Hali suggesting the alphas will convince me to stay?
“Your mom is a beta. I’m an omega,” I tell her. “There’s no way an omega can stay with an alpha unless she’s his. Or theirs, in this case.”
I lift my burger to my mouth. And I’m Lawrence Wentworth’s omega. I might have run from him, but I’m still his omega, and everyone in the city knows it.
Including me.
Chapter15
Rune
“We’ll speak again, Rune. I look forward to seeing what Ashe Investments can do about realizing our potential.” Spencer Delph, one of our newest prospective clients, sounds eager.
“The same thing we do for all our clients.” My back is stiff and I’m getting a headache as Cian stalks in glowering.
“And you’re sure—”
“When have we ever failed to deliver?” I interrupt, frowning at Cian’s expression. This is a call I’ve had so many times, I could do it in my sleep. It’s all autopilot now.
Catching Cian’s eye, I lift my brow. He shakes his head as he drops into the seat at the desk beside me. My frown deepens.
“I just wanted to make sure—”
“Spencer, leave the heavy lifting to us. I have to go.” I hang up without waiting for a response. We’re taking his gaming startup public and injecting at least fifty million into a private company he created in his mom’s basement. Right now, startups are the last thing on my mind. The look on Cian’s face is.
“What is it?” Pressing the off switch, I return my cell phone to my pocket. Something tells me I’m not going to want to be interrupted during this conversation.
We call Kylian the face. It’s not a name he appreciates, which is why we tend not to use it much, but he understands it and wields it to his benefit. He’s smooth, persuasive, and everyone always underestimates him because of his looks.
It’s why I wanted Kylian to take Everleigh away from Lawrence’s mansion while Cian and I dealt with the beta servants sniffing out Everleigh. If Kylian ran into anyone, he could talk himself out of trouble.
But Cian? Cian is the bloodhound. He looks like he’s falling asleep during most meetings, khaki-green eyes lazy and half-lidded, arms folded, chin digging into his chest. He’s always listening, and it’s rare he reveals signs of frustration.
For him to be glowering is not a good sign.
“I take it you didn’t find anything.”
“I found something all right,” he mutters.
“And that something was?” Kylian strolls in, tucking his cell phone in his back pocket and pulling the door that leads to the entryway closed behind him.
