Page 40 of Knot His Reality

“Ahhh. I see.” Alexei nods, smiling at me once more. “I make your plate, then. It is not just alphas who want to care for their omegas—or potential omegas. Good betas will also want to take care of their omegas.”

Camila joins us, bumping me with her hip. “Come now, Remy. We do not turn down hot men who want to provide us with food. If anyone wants to make my plate, I’m happy to allow it.”

“I will do it.” Nikolai steps up beside her, holding a plate. “Tell me what you would like.”

Camila winks at me as the two of them step closer to the buffet. Grabbing Alexei’s hand, I drag him over and start pointing out what I’d like.

Once my plate is full, Alexei leads me back to the table with a hand on my lower back. He sets it on the table when I sit, pushing my chair under the table again.

“Thank you, Alexei.”

“It is my pleasure, omega.” He dips his head before heading back to the buffet.

Rhys sets his plate on the table as he joins us, chuckling. “There was no one left for me to get food for except myself.”

Camila and I laugh before the three of us dig into our food. It doesn’t take long for Nikolai and Alexei to rejoin us. No one speaks as we eat, but it’s a comfortable silence. I like that I already feel comfortable with this group of suitors.

Not that I didn’t feel comfortable with the other suitors I’ve met so far, it’s just…different. I don’t know how to explain it.

Part of me wonders what it’ll be like when I have all twenty suitors together.

Wait, not twenty. There will only be nineteen with Lorenzo in the hospital.

I sigh as worry threatens to consume me. There had been no updates on his condition when I went to bed last night.

A small hand finds mine, squeezing lightly. “What’s wrong, Remy?”

I wince as I lift my head to meet Camila’s gaze. “Oh, I’m sorry. I’m just worried about Lorenzo.”

“He is alpha who is in hospital?” Alexei asks, and I nod.

Camila squeezes my hand once more before releasing it. “Don’t apologize for worrying about someone else. Hopefully, there will be an update soon.”

I shrug. “I have anxiety issues. I worry about a lot of things that I can’t do anything about. I wish I could make myself stop, but it’s hard.”

“It just shows you care,” Rhys says softly.

I roll my head from side to side, trying to work out the tension that’s slowly setting in. “It’s not what I want to focus on. I want to focus on our date.”

“Oh, good. Me, too.” Camila claps her hands. “And what are we doing on our date?”

“Good try. I’m still not going to tell you what we’re doing.” I laugh, scraping the last of the food into my mouth. “You’ll have to wait and see.”

She pouts, but it’s clear she’s fighting back a smile. “Fine. Be that way then. See if I care.”

Nikolai cocks an eyebrow. “It seems you care very much.”

“Whatever.” Camila sticks her tongue out at the alpha and breaks into laughter. “I just wanted to see if he would give us any hints.”

Someone clears their throat in the doorway, and we turn to find Tessa and Bree standing there.

“Good morning, everyone.” Bree offers us a smile. “Are you just about done eating?”

“Yup.” When I start to stand, Tessa waves for me to stay seated, so I lower myself back into the chair.

Tessa glances around at the five of us as she sits on the chair on the opposite side of the table from me, and Bree sits in the chair on her right. “Remy, I know you’ve been worried about Lorenzo, so we wanted to give you an update. The doctors are telling us he’s stable as of now, but he still hasn’t woken up. At this point, it’s a waiting game. They don’t know when he’ll wake up, but they’re confident he will.”

“As worried as we know you are, we won’t be updating you again unless something changes.” Bree’s tone is softer than Tessa’s as she watches me. “I know I can’t ask you not to worry about him—nor would I—but we need you to focus on the show and finding your pack.”

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