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“Away?” He sounds so hopeful.
“Not sure.” I move the drone feed over to the big-screen TV, zooming in, but making the image bigger doesn’t make it any more logical.
Orion leans in close, his shoulder bumping mine. His apple scent has a sharp, needy undertone that would signal a better alpha to pull him in for a hug. It’s all I can do to stay still, allowing the contact to continue.
I can feel how it relaxes him, easing his nerves and tension.
But the touch does the opposite to me. I fight the urge to cringe and tear away.
Orion is my omega. My friend and pack brother since he stumbled into our lives at seven.
He’s safe.
He would never use me like the others. I can let him touch me. I can give him this little piece of comfort.
I can.
I focus on the screen until Atlas arrives in a cloud of leather and agitation. Even then, his presence settles me, the hit of the pack leader’s dominance a reassurance so deep it soothes my nervous system, slowing my breathing. Orion melts, drifting toward him and breaking contact, finally allowing me to fully calm.
“What’s she doing?” Atlas asks, setting a hand on Orion’s shoulder.
“She was running away. Now she’s swimming away.” I wave to the screen, helpless to explain the girl’s behavior.
“Isn’t that water glacial?” Orion asks.
It’s fed by mountain streams and it’s probably frigid.
But it’s not my concern. “Let her escape if she wants to escape. It’ll be the dads’ problem.”
“Agreed.” Atlas nods. “But keep a drone on her. We don’t need her killing herself on our watch.”
“Is she pretty?” Orion squints at the screen.
Pretty. I scoff. “She’s a mess.”
Bruised and too thin. Ragged with dark circles. The glossy brown hair I remember tangles around her face, hiding the stars in her eyes.
“Ignore her.” Atlas grunts. “I need to check in with HQ on the Redfangs. Keep me posted on the situation.” He squeezes Orion’s shoulder, then disappears.
Huffing out a sigh, Orion drops into the second office chair.
“Can I stay?” he asks with a frailty that shreds my resistance to having another body in my space.
An omega body, no less.
“You can stay. It’s your gear.” I reach over to squeeze his knee, feeling instantly guilty over the way he arches into my hand, craving his alpha’s touch.
I quickly pull back.
He might wear my bite, but outside his heat and its blissfully numbing insanity, I can’t be the one to give Orion the love he needs.
We stare at the screen, warily watching the girl who can fuck us over like no other.
She hits the island and crawls out of the water only to sprint across the narrow strip of land, then dive back into the lake, disappearing for another heart-stopping length of time.
What the hell is the OCC training their omegas?
Pearl diving?
