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Everything in the world that I wanted for so long came to this point. That sweet butterscotch and brown sugar scent just somehow worked. It was the best thing I ever experienced. Was this what it was supposed to be like when you noticed your scent match and knew what you were looking for?

Silas looked at me up and down, bored. Still, he didn’t say anything. Silas walked by without looking at us. He swung his bag over his shoulder. The door slammed on his way out.

For some reason, I stared at the door, my chest concaving in on itself as I felt the weight of…

That couldn’t be rejection I was feeling.

You had to want something to be rejected from it.

I swallowed. For a moment, I worried I was about to choke.

“Aw, don’t look like that.” Jacob’s face fell at the sight of mine. He looked to Leeson as if he needed help. “Silas isn’t a morning person on a good day.”

And this wasn’t a good day. Got it.

I stepped out of Jacob’s hold and turned back to Leeson’s bedroom where I was pretty sure he moved my stuff at some point last night. Next to his dresser were my purse and jacket, but my eyes caught on something else.

And it wasn’t the mirror where I now only noticed my hair looked like a bird had used it to nest with.

This wasn’t who I was. It wasn’t. I wasn’t some girl who went on dates with so many different guys—guys who were in a pack and alphas and treated me like I was… an omega.

Special and attractive and…

I shook my head out of it all as I reached for my sweatshirt sitting next to my jacket. Only it wasn’t my sweatshirt, it was Leeson’s he gave me last night before we went out on the ice to skate. Pressing it to my nose, it still smelled like him.

I stuffed it in my bag, and only when I peeked over my shoulder, someone was watching me. It wasn’t Leeson though. It wasn’t even Jacob who I was beginning to think would’ve probably insisted I take at least two more sweatshirts with me if I wanted.

No. It was the pack leader who must’ve come back inside the apartment after his dramatic exit. Maybe he forgot something.

Silas.

And he certainly did not look happy to see me as he stormed away for the second time without saying a single word.

Chapter

Fifteen

SILAS

They were going on dates with the omega now. Having her sleep over here now. Letting the entire apartment fill up with her scent now as if they were playing house. I needed to stop this, but I?—

I wasn’t stupid. I knew I couldn’t stop it. Whenever I tried to make either Jacob or Leeson see reason, it was like I was asking them for the impossible.

I couldn’t do anything about this. The only person who could was the omega who would bring my pack mates out of whatever fog they were cast under. But she was already stealing clothes like some needy omega. Wanting omega.

Takingomega.

After Leeson came home and Jacob soon followed behind him trying to fawn over the omega, I of course had to look into her.

Vera Edwards. Twenty-one years old. An omega student at VU which was rarer than the fact she was undeclared and had no other aspirations in life. Before she came here, she got good grades and lived about two hours away under the care of a single mother—which I only found out from her university entry essay she submitted two years ago.

All of this was found out from my degree and one of the guys on the team who also worked part-time in the registrar's office as part of his scholarship terms.

There was nothing special about her.

Nothing besides the way her scent seemed to follow me around all day now that everything was clear.

Scent match.

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