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"We've got a nursery ready too," Felix added.

I froze midstep through the threshold. A nursery for a child I'd never be able to give them. I was broken. A broken omega. Would they send me back if they knew? Disregard me like my family had so easily done? I couldn't tell them. Not yet. Not when I just felt the sun against my skin for the first time in years.

I glanced at Luka, his wide back taking up the whole entryway. Disappointment already radiated off him that I was here, existing in his space when I wasn't what he had wanted. I couldn't do it. Couldn't say a word.

Instead, I pasted on a fake smile, trying not to cry as I declared, "I can't wait to see it."

CHAPTER FIVE

ALFIE

She had sad eyes.

I hated it. Hated that the world had somehow let her down so much that her eyes looked sorrowful and unsure. I'd fix it. I'd make it my mission to make her happy, even when Luka seemed so dead set on removing her joy.

I placed her bag in the hallway and turned. "How about you explore tomorrow? Tonight, let's feed you and show you to your room. Do you like grilled cheese? I make a mean grilled cheese sandwich. It's not much, but it is late and it's quick."

She nodded her head, agreeing. Felix ushered her forward, using his hand to guide her in the direction of the kitchen, while Luka disappeared. Not the welcoming alpha he should be, but I hoped that she grew on him. How could she not? She was a stunner. Not the typical omega, but gorgeous just the same. And the glasses, well... that did something to me.

"Sit," I ordered when we entered. I pulled out a barstool and waited for her to take a seat, then I made my way to the kitchen to collect the things I needed. With a stack of ingredients pulledout of the fridge, I looked over the bar at her, her eyes wide as she took in the large kitchen. "Do you cook?"

A nod. "Only what they've taught us."

Felix busied himself taking out a cutting board and some fruit, then sat next to her, chopping the fruit into the bowl, silently listening to our conversation. His shoulders nearly touched hers, his body taking up so much space next to her small frame.

"I love to cook," I admitted. "Any time you want to cook together, let me know. Felix here is a master chopper and, well, Luka... eats."

"W-what do you like to do, Felix?" His name coming from her lips caused one of his dimples to surface as he concentrated on cutting up strawberries.

"In truth, we don't have much time on our hands. We own and run a security company. When we aren't working, we have social events and such to attend. But, if I do have some spare time, I like to woodwork. I've a shop out back. And read. I rarely go to bed without fitting in a little reading."

"I like to read, too." She smiled shyly as he placed a slice of strawberry in front of her.

"What books do you read?" he questioned. "Alfie and I have a pretty good library going; you're welcome to it at any time."

"I- We were only allowed to read books on how to build a home for our alpha and his unit. But… I read them often." Her eyes were focused on the countertop, and I hated that she did that. Despised that this organization had made her think that her thoughts and actions didn't matter. That she wasn't enough. That she was flawed.

I tossed a slice of butter into the pan. "Well, we don't have those here. But we've got any genre of fiction you could imagine. Thrillers, mystery, romance. Anything you'd find there." I glanced at her for a moment, seeing the shock on her face."What? Don't let that moose next to you fool you. He's a softy at heart and loves himself a good romance book."

Felix's chest shook with silent laughter before he admitted, "It's true."

The silence took over the room, but it was comfortable. After I placed the first two sandwiches on the griddle, I turned my attention back to our omega. "So you like to swim?"

"Yes." She bit her lip as she watched me.

"We'll get you a swimsuit tomorrow then." I had to breathe deep to get through the image of her thick little thighs on display. I wondered what her curves would look like in a bikini. "What size do you wear? I'll have some delivered to try first thing."

She bit her lip to stop the quiver. Why the hell was it quivering now? What had I done? I thought she would be happy to have a swimsuit so that she may enjoy the pool.

"If you don't know, we could have someone come take measurements," I offered, wondering if maybe that was the problem.

Her head shook from side to side. "No."

"No what?" Felix asked.

"I know my size."

"Then what's the problem, love?" Felix had stopped chopping to watch me. When she didn't answer, only looked like she was seconds away from bursting into tears, he assured her, "You can tell us."

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