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There’s no way in hell Beth is going to believe Enzo’s the only one who’s mated to our Omega.

I let out a sigh as I follow Arrow across the apartment toward the door that leads down to the restaurant.

Chapter Forty-Seven

Gio

Iunlock the door to the restaurant and hold it open for Beth. She smiles a little uncertainly before she steps inside, and I catch a hint of the nervous energy she’s barely been supressing since I met her outside her apartment building.

Keeping the conversation light was easy, but apparently it didn’t do much to calm her down.

I step into the restaurant after her and I leave the door unlocked.

Arrow isn’t at his post at the front desk.

I don’t see any sign of Jack in the dining room, either.

“Are you guys closed today?” Beth asks.

“We’re open now,” I tell her, “Not that you could tell. This is how it’s been for the past few weeks since we started this place.”

She nods slowly. “Well, hardly anyone knows this place is a restaurant.”

“Jack mentioned I messed up the outer design.”

I’ll admit, it stung to hear that was part of the problem.

“You decided on the dark glass for the windows?” she asks.

“Arrow’s sensitive to light, and I thought it would make the atmosphere more intimate.”

I can see now I made that decision based on the wrong priorities. I was too busy thinking about the personal preferences of my pack, not focusing on what would make the restaurant more welcoming to customers.

“The layout and lighting make the atmosphere,” she tells me, looking around slowly. “And the front desk could be moved over there so it’s on the other side away from the windows. Does that corridor lead to the kitchens?”

The corridor she’s talking about is where the apartment door is, and I can hear it opening now.

“It’s where the door to our apartment is,” I explain, a second before Arrow steps into sight, dressed in a white shirt and black pants like usual. “But yeah, there’s also a door that leads to the kitchen farther down.”

“Hey,” Arrow says, his expression lighting up. “You’re here.”

“Hi,” Beth replies. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“I hear you’re going to turn this place around. I’m looking forward to seeing what you do with the restaurant.”

She blushes. “Oh, I’m just here to give suggestions, really.”

“Well, we’ll take any ideas we can get,” he assures her, as he moves past us to get to the front desk, where he picks up a couple menus.

Jack comes out of the corridor and smiles at us.

“Ready for lunch?” he asks, as he moves toward Arrow and takes the menus he offers.

“I could eat,” Beth says.

“Starved,” I murmur, letting Jack do his job and lead us to a table.

He pulls out a chair for her and gives her a menu.

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