Page 109 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

“Because Randolph Steele may be a scumbag, but he’s not stupid.” Liam glared at the wall and I could feel just how conflicted he was about all this and how worried Cas was about the both of us. “If Steele really is using River’s value as an omega to lure in wealthy packs, and then breaking off the marriages and engagements to get money out of them while still creating the opportunity for more alliances…Randolph knows he can’t break a deal like that with Valor and walk away with his life intact.”

Grimm may be the most dangerous legacy pack in the city, but Valor was just as bad if for different reasons and that reputation offered the kind of protection very few could obtain.

It was the same kind of protection that Francisco Lopez kept trying to give me.

For fifteen years he’s tried to bring me into his pack so the Lopez name could protect me, but I’ve rejected him every time.

I didn’t want to live in the spotlight. I didn’t want the world to know I was a defective omega Francisco Lopez adopted out of pity – the daughter of a serial killer he put away for life.

All these years later and he was still trying to get me to officially join his family.

Apparently, Francisco had even given me the rights to Arturo’s life.

I couldn’t count the amount of gifts he’s tried to give me over the years that I always made sure to send right back to the Lopez compound, but this gift…this one I planned to keep and use to my benefit.

“If Steele is trying to revisit a business deal by getting River to marry Liam, then they’re probably trying to capitalize on the fact that he will be the next one in line to take over the chairman position.” Frankie drained her energy drink and then set down the can, schooling her features into a neutral expression. “If he wasn’t your scent-matched alpha I would have been hoping for that to work out.”

Liam growled a warning at Frankie, but I honestly didn’t mind. We were already bonded. No one could take him away from me now.

“Why would you want that to work out? Does it benefit Lopez somehow?”

“I just think she deserves to be treated as more than an object. She’s clearly suffering from some kind of abuse, but per pack laws, as outsiders, we have no right to interfere.” Frankie gave Liam an apologetic shrug. “Liam’s a very good alpha who would be able to protect her from her pack. If they got married, he wouldn’t divorce her.”

Liam sighed and gently pushed Cas’s hand away. “If you care so much, then why don’t you marry her?”

Frankie snorted. “Why the fuck would I marry her when I’m not interested in female omegas?”

“You’re not interested in male omegas either,” I muttered under my breath.

I could feel Frankie’s death glare.

I cleared my throat and exited out of the eldest son’s file, skipping over her five other alpha siblings to select River’s file.

When I saw her most recent picture my jaw dropped. “Why wouldn’t you propose to her? She’s very pretty.”

Everyone called her the perfect omega and I could see why.

Long white hair that was straight as a board. It could be natural or it could be trauma induced. I had no idea, but no one else in her family had hair that color. They all had gold or copper coloured hair. Either way, it suited her and the dark grey eyes that reminded me of her namesake.

The grey made her look as sharp as steel with the same dangerous potential.

She was curvy in all the right places and had a tiny waist just like most omegas did, but everything about her was just a little bit more extreme.

Full, pouty lips and a resumé with a list of languages and skills that would put every politician in our country to shame, not to mention all her degrees.

The only criticism she ever got was she never smiled.

Ever.

There wasn’t a single picture of her smiling anywhere and no one had seen her flash one in person either. River Steele had a face that moved fashion designers, musicians, and artists all over the world – calling her their muse.

The perfect omega.

But they called her a cold-blooded bitch behind her back – the true viper of Steele.

Honestly, if Francisco was twenty years younger and unbonded I would say she was perfect for him.

Which was why it didn’t make sense to me that Frankie wouldn’t even consider River as an option when her and her father were a lot alike, whether she wanted to admit it or not.

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