Page 115 of Wanted Beta

Chapter Fifty-Two

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Just another boring day at the front desk, wishing my life away until my next mealtime, meanwhile Alpha number one is having a lunch date with the one and only woman I’ll ever fall for while Alpha number two cooks for them.

Okay, so the lunch isn’t exactly a date.

But that’s only because our girl has too much trauma to jump straight into that kind of situation.

We don’t know how long it’ll take for her to get over her past, and she won’t be ready to accept us until she’s well and truly over whatever actually happened to her.

I stand up straight when I hear Gio’s chair scraping the floor.

Moving to the side of the desk, I glance into the dining room to see him headed into the kitchen.

If he’s gone to find Jack, then I’m guessing our Delta is currently distracting Enzo back there.

Jack isn’t usually the one to tempt our Alphas when it’s not appropriate, but he’s been more sexually charged since we met Beth. He always used to date blonde girls and he didn’t really know why, especially when he met me and realized he was bisexual. Now, he thinks it might have been some underlying instinct that told him his mate was going to be a blonde woman.

Who knows, maybe it was?

All I know is we’re both excited at the arrival of a new mate.

I’ve never been with a woman before, so it’s new to look at this woman and feel the things I always feel when I’m with my Alphas and Jack.

I glance into the dining room again, just in time to see Gio return to the table.

He sits down with a mug of coffee, his favorite thing to drink after a meal.

They’re not done talking, then.

Hopefully, that’s a good sign.

She seemed a little nervous when she arrived, but the general vibe has been warm and friendly since they sat down. It’s hard to tell what she’s feeling from this distance, probably because we’re not mated yet, but Gio seems happy, and I’ve heard some laughter from them both.

I relax as I move back behind the desk, returning to my regular job of staring out of the window, daydreaming about how things are going to be one day soon, when Gio’s stopped agitating Enzo and my perfume is back at full potency.

A steady stream of people passes by, like usual, completely ignoring our restaurant.

Eventually those people blend together, and I’m gazing at a blur while I let my thoughts drift to sweeter things, imagining an indeterminate time in the near future where everything is perfect.

Just me and my five mates, all happy and harmonious, and …

Wait, did I think five?

I must have meant all five of us.

Huh. Weird. Five feels right, but it’s not.

I wonder what that’s about.

While I’m pondering, Gio and Beth step out into the reception area together.

I straighten up and turn to them, my gaze on Beth. “Please, tell me you took the job?”

“I did,” she says, glancing at Gio.

She’s nervous all over again, but also excited and kind of turned on.

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