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He raises an eyebrow like he expects me to know why this is happening.

I shrug back at him.

He lets out a sigh.

We’ll see our lead Alpha and figure it out soon enough.

Chapter Nine

Lana

Ezra’s mates are every bit as attractive as he is, albeit in very different ways. It makes our whole encounter feel charged with sexual energy.

Shadow has the typical Omega charm with that sweet smile he gives out so easily. His pale blue eyes and smooth, milky skin are in stark contrast to his eyebrows and lashes, which look as black as his clothing in the dull lighting of the office. His bleached hair is showing an inch of dark roots, and he’s wearing a few silver rings on his fingers.

He’s attractive in that uniquely perfect way that all Omegas are.

Something about him makes me want to spend more time around him.

I can’t say every Omega in Goldcrest affects me the same way.

They’re all attractive, sure, but they don’t all make my body flush through with heat.

In fact, I’ve only ever felt this way about one other Omega, and, sadly, like Brooke, this guy is already taken.

“This way,” I tell them, glancing back to see Pete is still looking at me as if he wants to bend me over my desk, and I’m sure if I asked him what he was thinking, he’d give me those exact words or something like them, without a hint of shame.

He’s so completely different from Shadow.

I can tell he’s fit and muscular in that plain white T-shirt and lightly ripped blue jeans, and he has a fiery intensity that should be turning me off but is having completely the opposite effect for some damn reason. He also has a sexy, rough English accent. Working class. Unrefined.

He’s exactly the kind of guy my mother would have warned me off when I was younger.

Trouble, with a capital T.

His hair has been shaved close to his skin, he has tattoos on his neck, his hands and his arms, and only the arm tatts look like skin art. The others are prison jobs, for sure.

Probably a good thing I didn’t get security to run background checks.

I lead them through the double doors that go straight to the medical wing, and they follow me down to the right, past a few patient rooms and through another set of doors to an unused section that might end up becoming something if we make the medical ward a permanent fixture here. Funding is probably going to be the main obstacle to that, but I don’t need to think about it right now. Sticking to a week-by-week plan is tricky enough.

“All the suites are on the first floor,” I tell them as I lead them toward the staircase.

It feels a little weird to be leading two men upstairs alone, when I’m attracted to them, and at least one of them has signalled pretty clearly that he’s also attracted to me.

If they weren’t attached to Ezra, I might be hoping for something out of this.

As it is, I remind myself these men are mated to one of my employees.

Thankfully, Ezra should be getting relieved from door guarding duty soon, and all I need to do is lead these two to his room and leave them to have their reunion.

I get to the top of the stairs and find the corridor seems kind of dark.

The light switch does nothing when I flip it.

“Huh,” I murmur. “I guess that’s another one for the list.”

Though the priority will be hiring a new handyman, since it’s not security’s job to change lightbulbs, and I have no idea where the old guy we had before kept any that kind of stuff, besides.

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