AllFreeNovel
Share Us
So was I, in my imaginary dream world.
Shelby slapped a hand against her forehead probably thinking the same thing as she listened in. I waved her off as I turned around to face the wall like a chastised child in time-out.
“Phew, I’m just relieved,” my mother went on.
“Yeah, well…”
“Also, I know the semester is going fast, but don’t forget about the spring parents’ weekend coming up.”
I twisted back towards Shelby. “Parent’s weekend.”
Her eyes widened. Instead of my horror, however, she looked like she was about to burst out laughing at this turn of events.
“Yes, Vera. The same parents’ weekend that happens every year in… three weeks? Three in a half. My mistake,” my mother said, likely double-checking her calendar to be sure.
“Sorry. Time is just getting away from me.”
“It’s alright if I come, right? I don’t want to intrude if you have other plans.”
“No, mom. It’s fine. I’ll be here.”
“We can go out for lunch or something. Or even stay on campus this year. Maybe we can even take the time to meet with your biology professor if she has such good routes already in mind for you. It’s all about making those connections.”
“Right. Of course.”
“Wonderful. Feel free to invite Shelby too if she’s around. I don’t know if her parents will come or not. Otherwise, the rest of the day can be up to you. Just think of anything around campus you’d think I’d like to see. Keep me updated.”
“I will.”
“All right then. Have a good rest of your week.”
“You too. Love you.”
I hung up the phone.
“Wow,” said Shelby. She produced a slow clap. I couldn’t even bother to tell her to stop. “And I thought the time my mother called and was put on speakerphone accidentally while I was in bed with my last boyfriend was painful.”
Shutting my eyes, I groaned. It never used to be awkward between my mother and me. Only this past year it started to feelthat way even more so with all the decisions I had, or rather the decisions I didn’t want to make but had to.
Chapter
Nine
LEESON
Iglanced down at my phone again. I kept waiting for some kind of text message to light up the screen. Only, it didn’t come. I got the email saying that the delivery of flowers had made it to the dorm Jacob said he dropped her off at on Saturday, but nothing yet. Maybe Vera was out in a late class or was a part of clubs in the evenings.
That could be it.
When she was here in the apartment the other morning, she looked nervous but mostly at ease. As she should be. She fit like a puzzle piece right on the couch next to Jacob. Even though I was already regretting that I hadn’t sat next to her. Already I felt addicted to her. All I wanted to do was check in with her and know that she was ok. I wanted to breathe in her sweet vanilla and cinnamon scent that I knew complimented mine perfectly.
She’d compliment all of us perfectly.
Because she was ours. Our omega. Ourscent match.
After Jacob confirmed my suspicions, I couldn’t help but send the flowers. I needed to do something. Maybe I went a little too big too soon.
Then again, I heard Jacob nearly jumped her on campus, so I was pretty sure I was doing just fine—even if the alpha in me sounded a little like an obsessed creeper now.
