Page 121 of Wanted Beta

Another fated mate? I frown as my gaze moves from Arrow to Jack. Our Beta seems as confused as I am about this sudden announcement. He shrugs at me helplessly, which tells me this isn’t something Arrow shared with him before this moment.

I turn my focus back to Arrow, trying not to overthink what just happened.

Our Omega seems crestfallen now that he’s looked around for himself to no avail. Whatever he saw when he was looking out the window isn’t here now.

I don’t like what my gut tells me about that.

I’m not in the habit of doubting what Arrow says, but I can’t help thinking it’s odd enough that we recently stumbled across another true mate in Beth. For another to just show up like this …

Well, that’s about as unlikely as it gets.

Unlikely, true, but not impossible.

I can feel Jack’s stare on me, and I know what’s he’s thinking, because it’s crossing my mind right now, too. I won’t say it out loud. Arrow deserves our trust.

We need to show him he has it.

“What exactly happened?” I ask. “Talk us through it. Step by step.”

Arrow scratches the side of his head, frowning deeply until he starts to speak.

“I was at the front desk, looking out the window at all the people passing by,” he says, motioning to some passersby as they move past us. “Then I looked over there, and I saw him.”

“Over here?” I ask, moving until he nods.

“Leaning against the wall about there, maybe a little farther back.”

I move back a step. “Better?”

“I think … yeah. That’s where he was.”

“What did he look like?” Jack asks.

Arrow glances at him, frowning again. “I don’t know. Average, kind of. Intense, maybe. I just … I swear, it felt like he could see me. It was like he was staring right at me.”

“That isn’t possible,” Jack murmurs.

“I know,” Arrow says, letting out a sigh. “That’s why it was so weird.”

Jack bites his lip. He looks at me. “Stay right there. I’m going inside.”

“I was close to the window when it felt like he could see me,” Arrow adds as he heads toward the door to the restaurant. “I moved from behind the desk when I noticed him.”

Jack nods. “I’ll be back out in a minute. Tell me if you can see anything through the window.”

He disappears inside, and I wait for the door to close.

“You think I’m crazy, don’t you?” Arrow asks, his voice soft.

“No,” I tell him. “I would never think that.”

“Maybe you should,” he mumbles, glancing back at the window.

I look, squinting and staring, but I can’t see anything through the dark glass.

“I could be like my mother,” Arrow says, his voice hollow.

I move away from the wall and put my arm around him.

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