Ted raises a bushy eyebrow. “Shopping, boss? For what?”
I smile. “Clothes. As much as I love the sight of her in my shirt, it’s time we got the omega a new wardrobe.”
I don’t miss the sigh from Ted’s lips, and I meet his scarred eye.
“Is there a problem, Ted? Speak freely. If you have something to say, say it.”
He grinds his teeth, looking me up and down to assess my strength, and he knows I would just throw him onto his ass like the first time we met.
I may have been fifteen, but I was already a perfect killing machine.
Child assassin, after all. It comes with the territory.
Ted exhales through gritted teeth this time. “I have no comment, sir.”
I grin. “Good to know. Now, prepare the car. My omega has some shopping to do.”
I can almost see the soul leaving Ted’s eyes as he nods curtly and leaves, mumbling the injustice of it all as he marches up the hall. I chuckle, gazing back at the omega.
She’s not what I would describe as sweet, but right now, she is as precious as a doll. I approach her side and watch her for a while, and she has no idea what she has gotten herself into.
No fucking idea at all.
But I swear that I will keep her safe. So long as she is willing to stay.
I just hope she does the smart thing and doesn’t try to run again. I will have no choice but to kill her then.
I would rather she died at my mercy. If anyone got their hands on her, then they would do far worse.
At least mine would be a quick and clean death. But hopefully, it may never have to come to that.
After all, she’s mine, and I would rather not kill her.
Chapter 13
Ravyn
Ibrushtheknotsout of my hair as I get ready for a day of shopping, and as excited as I am, I really don’t want to turn up at those fancy shops wearing nothing but Killian’s belt and shirt.
Oh, and don’t forget the tracker.
At least I get some new clothes. Maybe Killian will get me a diamond-encrusted lead if I continue to be agood girl.
Just joking, but I am trying to make light of my shitty situation. Cut an omega some slick.
Yeah, I said slick. Sue me.
I’m nothing but that psycho’s little pet, and I bet he is looking forward to showcasing me to the entire world.
If only I had escaped Steve’s bar that night and got on that midnight bus, but this is my life now.
It could be worse. I could be being publicly executed for lying about my designation.
There comes a loud knock at the door, and my heart jumps when I catch the zesty lime scent of Fionn.
I haven’t spent much time with him yet, and this will be interesting.
“Buttercup? You in there?”