Page 90 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

“Oh my god, Ella! Hey, how are you?” Her eyes widened as she called out, pulling the boy closer to herself.

My eyes connected back with hisbagwhere his jacket lay over the side.Thiswas him, not blurry like he was in the picturebut…It had to be him.

Was that the name of the boy Rita was he’d over heels for?

I couldn’t remember. Peter… Peyton… Paul.

It was Paul.

Davidson.

No. That wasn’t it. That couldn’t be it. I was just getting worked up. I was seeing things that weren’t there.

For one thing, Paul Davinson, Benjamin’s brother would be an alpha.

And this boy was a beta.

My nose, I was learning, didn’t lie and he had even less scent than Rita ever did.

I swallowed, trying to find room in my lungs for air. Behind me, Liam had already caught up to me. A hand paused before brushing against my lower back.

He looked between me and the guy and then back to Rita. Somehow, he managed to plaster a smile across his face. “Oh, hello there.”

Finally, Paul reacted. He brushed a hand through this bright blond hair before reaching it out to shake Liam’s hand. “Aren’t you a professor, Sir?”

Liam cleared his throat and put out his hand. “Dr. Prestford. Yes. I work over in the linguistics department.”

“I thought so,” Paul said with grin.

“That’s why I was on campusactually. I was showing Ella my officeandwe decided to take a little walk before heading home.” He gave the excuseeasilyto us all. I didn’t contradict him. “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet youtoo.”

“Paul.” Rita nudged him. “This is my friend I was telling you about. She’s the one who encouraged me to get over myself and go on a date with you.”

His bright green eyes connected back with mine. Green. Green like the Davinson’s eyes.

But more than just they had those eyes.

“I guess I should thank you,” he said with a hint of a joke laced through his words. “I’ve been wanting to meet you actually since Rita brought you up at her conference the other week. She went on and on about how you had been keeping her alive for the past few years as she worked through her schooling here. An impressive feat. Trust me, I’ve had plenty of roommates.”

There was a gentle spattering of laughter.

I didn’t join in.

“I also hear that you found a job hiding down in the depths of the library. Is that right?” He asked, still focused directly on me.

I still couldn’t speak. I nodded.

“Sorry. She just told me she had a headache,” Liam excused for me.

Rita’s brow pinched with concern.

I waved her off immediately. I couldn’t have her thinking anything was wrong. “It’s all good. Sorry. I just saw you and needed to say hey.”

She grinned again. “Do so more often. Call me later, okay? I’ll have some more details to tell you about.”

Her gaze flicked between…Paul, and then back to me again.

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