They’re so bright; I feel as if I am gazing into an exotic forest.
A smile stretches his lips, and all I can do is stare at the corners of his mouth. An alpha is smiling at me, and he has dimples. I want to live inside those dimples.
Alphas have only ever scowled at me in the past, and they never had dimples...
“Come on. Get out. I know Sebastian’s scary, but he’s not so bad when you get to know him.”
Does he think I’m afraid of Sebastian? In all honesty, I’m probably more afraid of him. Sebastian is the devil I know.
He arches an eyebrow. “What do you say? Care to join us for dinner?”
I remove my hand from my mouth. “You’re… not going to kill me?”
His eyes widen, and then something akin to guilt crosses his features. But then he plasters on another smile, and this one borders on crazy now. I can tell he isn’t all that right. I’ve seen mania in some of the omegas at the OCC.
They don’t last very long.
“Of course not. We’ve decided to let you stay. Roman will fill you in later. He... has his reasons...”
Reasons?
Why does that not sit well with me?
He offers me a hand, and after a few moments of hesitation, I finally take it, letting his warm palm completely envelop mine.
An alpha has never held me by the hand before, and it feels... right. Isaac feels right. Just something about his sunny, grassy scent and friendly smile.
Focus now, Dove. He’snot your friend. He’s your captor.Stockholm syndrome was never a good look on anyone...
His eyes wander up and down my thin frame, and I cover my breasts. I still haven’t changed out of my camisole yet.
“How about I wait outside while you dress and bathe? Take your time. The others won’t mind waiting.”
Shame cuts through my chest next. I am keeping them from their meal?
“By the way... the name’s Isaac.”
I already knew. But I don’t bother telling him that.
He grins, pointing at his head. “But don’t get too excited now. I’m not as smart as that scientist guy who invented gravity.”
Inventedgravity? Surely, he means discovered.
Again, I glance at Isaac, and his cheeks push up at the corners of his eyes. It seems he’s serious.
I take it he’s not the smartone then.
We stand in total silence, and I’ve never felt so awkward. At least Sebastian is quite similar to me. I don’t smile all that much either. In fact, I’m not sure if I even know how to smile or laugh anymore.
It’s been a while.
Isaac just looks so happy to see me, and he’s like a golden retriever. If he was a dog, his tail would be wagging, knocking everything over.
Well, I guess I should start on that bath then. I hope Isaac doesn’t mind if I take my time.
It’s been two years.