Page 12 of The Packaged Deal

I dip my head.

“Do you have anything you want me to send someone to pick up?”

I consider my few belongings on the wooden floor, the ratty blanket and threadbare clothes. “No. I don't need anything.”

“Okay. So, I'm going to put you here as a semi-permanent stay. We might have to move you to a different room and walk you through the process of filling out the forms, but it will be okay. We won’t let anyone in to see you, and if anyone sees a man fitting this description, we’ll watch him and notify someone who can do something about it.”

“Who is that?” I ask curiously.

“Oh, well. Sven Mortenson, he used to be a soldier but works in security. He and Pack Raptore have taken an interest in you. If anyone comes at you, Sven will be notified, and he’ll take care of it.”

“Sven?” I murmur.

The alpha, the other one. Licorice dreams. His strength isn’t just in his muscles, it’s in his aura, his eyes. You can see his smile would be dreamy, but he saves it for those he cares about.

My alpha.

I rub my cheek and look away. Like they’d want a broken, beaten up omega like me.

I pull myself up short and growl. That’s my mother speaking. I have skills. I'm useful. They’d be lucky to have someone like me, and they’re going to be.

Those are my alphas. My pack, and I'm going to shoot my shot.

A nightmare brought me here to where this rainbow has given me a pot of gold. A chance that maybe I don’t deserve, but by all that’s beautiful in this world, I'm going to take it.

“Sven will take care of you.”

I smile softly, repeating those words long after Jenny’s gone. I put my hand over my heart, feeling it thump, thump, thump. Just thinking about them makes me giddy. My doctor and my soldier.

Surely, they will want me. No, they will want me. They will see me, and they will love me, and I will have my pack. My alphas.

I turn on my side, curling up on the bed as I wait. Time passes so slowly, but my doctor is coming. With each second gone, I'm closer to his arrival.

I need to see him. I need to smell him again.

While I wait, I plan the seduction of my pack.

four

Kandi

Iroll onto my side, pulling the sheet up to cover my chest as my boyfriend jumps out of bed and pulls on his pants. It’s not out of modesty, it’s just, he likes to segment his world. Bed is for sex or sleep. When he’s putting on work clothes, he’s working. When he’s working, he’s not here. Simple.

“Where are you going, babe?” I tease and lift my eyes from his abs. He’s got such a nice body.

Sven looks back at me and flashes me a blindingly white smile. “Getting into the office early, since you won’t be with me today.”

I frown. “What’s the deal with this omega? Did you look into her? Do we know who the threat is?”

Sven pauses and glances back at me. “It doesn’t matter who the threat is, just make sure it doesn’t touch her.”

I sit up, my eyebrows raised. That’s strange. Sven never talks to me like that. “It would be helpful to have more of an idea of what I'm protecting her from.”

He stops, facing away from me and again, and I get an uneasy feeling from the tenseness in his shoulders. What the hell is going on? He got this way in the room with her, too. That was two weeks ago. I thought everything was back to normal.

“Sven, is there something you need to tell me?” The question comes out of me and lands in the room heavily.

He turns around and smacks a kiss to my cheek. “Just look after her. As soon as I get more information, I'll send it to you. Be safe. Love you.”