He took care of me, and that’s all that matters.
Unlikesomepeople I know. Wait until I get my hands on that alpha; he will be sorry.
What kind of alpha leaves their horny omega home alone to go chat over tea with Hiroshi’s grandpa?
Bullshit. I know it’s more than just tea. The alpha is trying to avoid me. He was all over me at first, but now he is suddenly afraid. Is he afraid of what would happen if he totally gave himself over to me? Sure, he has knotted metwicenow, but he was never really there. It’s hard to explain.
Our souls didn’t completely align. Something was amiss.
“We’re here.”
I peel my sticky face away from the window, grimacing in disgust. I'm so freaking hot, I'm fusing to the glass at this point, but at least we've arrived.
I'm going to give Killian a piece of my mind.
Hiroshi has parked in a large parking complex, and I start unbuckling my belt.
“Not so fast, Ravyn. Deep breaths. Can you do that for me?”
I meet his shiny onyx eyes, doing as he instructs.
“Just keep calm. I can assure you Killian didn’t mean to abandon you. He was late for his meeting because he'd been up all night looking after you. Please understand.”
I understand what he says, but I’m still not convinced. It just sounds like an excuse to me.
It must be the hormones. I’m angry because my alpha doesn’t deem me the most important thing in the world at this very moment in time. I want his undivided attention every second of the day.
It’s selfish and petty, but I don’t care. I’m horny and I need a knot.Now.
And a side of curly fries.
My mouth’s watering already.
We climb out of the car, and I follow Hiroshi across the parking lot. We arrive at a gate. The man inside the box doesn’t even ask to see proof of ID. One look at Hiroshi, and he’s opening the door to let us through.
Just how big is this place? I had been too busy sleeping and plotting my revenge to notice the building when we arrived.
It all seems a bit excessive foroneoffice.
Hiroshi leads me down a dingy hallway, and I’m surprised there are people down here. They’re all buried away behind desks, and how the hell do they work without natural light?
The fluorescent lighting can’t be good for them.
People nearly jump out of the way when they spy Hiroshi. Several greet him.
“Mr. Whitefang.”
The beta acknowledges them with a nod, and he must be quite the bigshot around here. The people on this floor are beta like him, but they're still fearful of him. They treat him like any other alpha, and it's strange.
I suppose Killian’s office is on this floor? So far, we’ve passed several cubicles, and I’m pretty shocked that the alpha would work in a dimly lit place like this.
No one deserves to work here. There’s no sunlight. Everyone looks pale.
They need vitamin D.
We don’t stop at an office. Instead, we find the elevator, and my eyes pop when I see all those buttons.
“Twelve floors? Just how big is this office?”