Page 194 of Omega for the Pack

“Why don’t you go eat breakfast? I can watch Gabe in the meantime.”

I watched as Gabe and Ryan high-fived each other after building a tall tower of blocks without it falling over for once.

“If Gabe becomes too much, let me know, okay?” I said. “I’ll be back soon.”

For some reason, I trusted Ryan.

I wasn’t sure if it was because he was a beta and not as aloof as alphas. Or he just gave off the vibes that I could trust him. When I left the room, I was shocked that even Gabe didn’t cry at my departure.

The dining roomfelt big and empty while I sat alone eating scrambled eggs and turkey bacon. The human maid had set it on the table, and I would constantly catch her sneaking looks at me while I ate. I knew she was curious about me.

I quickly shoveled the food down my mouth so I could get the hell out of there. I hated being stared at while I ate.

Didn’t she have better things to do?

She had beady judgy eyes, probably wondering what three guys wanted with a woman like me. I wondered if humans ever did the sort of stuff we had to do for survival. My ex-manager mentioned that sometimes humans had orgies, and it was all for fun.

Nothing like when an omega goes into heat.

When an omega went into heat, the knotting from her alphas was needed to keep her sane. It was life or death.

Not that I had anything to worry about. I had a stash of heat suppressant pills I had brought with me before running away from Howl’s Edge island.

After breakfast, I decided to look around while Ryan watched Gabe upstairs. As I walked past it, I could hear typing coming from one of the rooms. I noticed that the greenhouse wasn’t too far.

I’ve never been inside a greenhouse before.

As I walked outside, I noticed there weren’t any guards or an alarm system. It would be an easy escape if I tried to run away tonight with Gabe. My heart fluttered in my chest as I thought about escaping. I had been contemplating how I’d pull it off but walking around the area and seeing how massive the grounds were, intimidated me slightly.

The greenhouse was huge.

Inside were rows of shelves holding pots of vibrant purple flowers and lush greenery, their leaves reaching up towards the sun shining through the skylights overhead. The air was warm and humid, filled with the sweet scent of the blooming flowers. Water glistened on the leaves, and I could hear a small trickle of water from the irrigation system running throughout the greenhouse. I noticed an acrid scent after the initial sweet scent of the flowers disappeared.

I’d never in my life seen these types of flowers before. As I leaned in closer to one of the crates, my head began to spin, and I gripped the edge of the table for balance.What was happening to me?I took a few deep breaths to calm down.

But that only made it worse.

“Get out of there!” shouted a rough voice.

Through hazy eyes, I could see Liam’s figure running towards me.

His arms wrapped around me from behind, lifting me into the air. My head bounced on his arm as he rushed out of there with me cradled in his arms.

The fresh, crisp air of the backyard hit my lungs as soon as we got out of that greenhouse.

I took in three deep lifesaving breaths, feeling hyperaware that I was in this hunky man’s arms. He looked at me in concern as I gasped for breath.

“What happened in there?” I said hoarsely. “There was no warning sign. Nothing.”

“We never expected an omega to go in there,” said Liam. “These flowers that make up the component of the heat suppressants are toxic in large quantities specific to your body. You should never have gone in there.”

“But you should have warned me that would happen!”

“I admit we should have. I’m sorry about that,” said Liam, still inspecting my face for any signs of frailty.

“You can put me down now,” I said, my head feeling clearer after getting out of the hellish greenhouse of poison.

“Let me at least bring you into the house,” Liam insisted, walking with me towards the house. He looked straight ahead, his eyebrows pulled together in concern, a serious look on his face. His large palms under my knees and elbows warmed every inch of my skin, which my omega self didn’t seem to mind.

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