Page 70 of Foxy Filthy Omega

There were a lot of reasons I wanted to know everything I could about this guy, but almost all of them were personal.

If I told Lucy it was because of that damn knot he’d used, she’d laugh herself sick before teasing me for the rest of my life, but if I told her I was worried he might have an ulterior motive for joining the agency, she’d worry.

Tapping on her contact, I decided to go with as much of the truth as I could.

I’m trying to figure out who he should be permanently assigned to if he’s really as capable as his resumé claims he is.

And I don’t want to ask him to do something that’s gonna put Genesis in hot water if he can’t actually get it done.

Anyone else you want me to look into?

No, he’s the only one I’m in charge of and the only recruit who specializes in cyber security this year.

Okay, give me some time. I’ll start digging.

I tucked my phone in my pocket and grabbed the hair tie off my wrist, yanking all my hair up into a ponytail at the top of my head. Then I tied it in a knot to make sure I had as little fallout in a crime scene as possible.

Whatever secrets he may or may not have, Lucy would find them.

She could find anything.

Once I knew Soren could be trusted…

I bit back a sigh and followed Garcia to the crime scene.

Who was I kidding? It didn’t matter if he could be trusted.

I wasn’t trying to dig up his secrets because I was worried he might get Genesis sued by the state or some other bullshit. I was looking for any reason I could use to convince myself he was just a boring, if skilled, alpha who would go on his happy little way once his training was done.

If this guy came back clean and his skills were vouched for by Lucy, then great. Soren Hart would be a valuable asset to the agency regardless of his designation.

Hooray.

I readjusted my necklace and then pulled my wallet out of my back pocket so I could show the officers my identification.

Glancing over at the phone dangling from Soren’s neck, I tried to tell myself I was overthinking this, but I had a bad feeling I wasn’t.

If Lucy couldn’t find a reason for me not to like him, I was going to be shit out of luck and then I’d end up right back where I started but with even less control because Soren was nothing like Leo.

The two of them may have a lot in common, but the biggest difference? Leo wasn’t a normal person. He was a psycho who also happened to be obsessed with me.

He hadn’t been born into a legacy either. No, that asshole had become one all on his own.

For someone with so much power and strength, you’d think he’d be the ambitious type, but Leo has only ever been ambitious about one thing: me. Whatever he had to do to get my attention or acknowledgement, he’d do.

So, when I told him to leave, he did. It hadn’t been easy, but Leo would do anything for me, even let himself be manipulated.

But Soren?

I tucked my hands into my jacket pockets and stepped into the shade from the trees towering above us, their leaves rustling in the wind.

If Soren was really as dependable and unmoved by external forces as he seemed to be, I didn’t think I could do anything to redirect his attention if he decided he was interested in me. He may be good at taking orders, but I really didn’t think he’d listen to me if I told him to fuck off if I didn’t have averygood reason for him to do so.

The worst part was, that kind of unwavering dedication was one of my biggest weaknesses.

I already thought he was insanely attractive.

Every time he spoke I couldn’t do anything other than listen to him until he was done. His warmth wasn’t suffocating and the way he loomed over me pissed me off, but I kept finding myself leaning into it.

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