Page 9 of Nanny Omega

“Alright,” Ersa replied softly.

“He’s fine with it,” Master Quin said to the agent. “What’s the next step?”

“The medical exam…”

“He’ll do that later.”

“Okay, then. I’ll head to the office and prepare the contract,” the agent said. “Once it’s signed and sent back to me, I’ll ensure everything is submitted to the Council.”

“Okay,” Master Quin said. He turned his gaze to the agent, waiting.

“Yes, of course. I’ll get going,” she replied hastily. Before leaving, she gave Ersa an encouraging smile and walked out the door.

Left alone with Benjn in his arms, Ersa took a steadying breath. The cub’s small presence grounded him, giving him the strength to look up at Master Quin. His breath hitched when he found the alpha staring at him.

“Thank you for staying,” Master Quin said. Then, turning to the maid, he added, “Show the omega to his room, please.”

“Yes, Master,” the maid replied obediently. Master Quin gave a single nod and exited the room.

“This way, please. My name is Vina. I’m the head maid,” she said, her tone polite.

They climbed a grand staircase and traversed what felt like a labyrinth of hallways. By the time they reached their destination, Ersa felt disoriented. When they stopped in a spacious sitting area complete with its own small cooking station, Ersa couldn’t help but feel like they’d entered an entirely different house.

“Your bedroom is through that door,” Vina said, pointing to a door on the left. “And here is Benjn’s room.”

“Okay,” Ersa murmured, though confusion tugged at him. Why was Benjn’s room on this side of the house? Shouldn’t it be closer to his dad’s room?

The room was stunning. Delicately crafted wooden stars dangled from the ceiling above the crib, gently swaying in the soft breeze drifting in through the open window. A cozy play area filled with an assortment of toys occupied one corner. Ersa wandered over to the settee by the window, his steps slow and deliberate as memories tugged at the edges of his mind. The soft cushions gave beneath him as he sat, his gaze drifting out the window. For a fleeting moment, it felt as though he had stepped back in time. He held his breath, his heart aching as he half expected to see the vibrant burst of colors that once painted his world.

But reality crept back in when Vina spoke, answering his silent question. “Benjn hasn’t been sleeping in here, but we’ve been keeping it clean for when his nanny arrived. It’s a beautiful room.”

“Yes, it is,” Ersa replied softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He glanced down at Benjn, a flicker of doubt crossing his mind as he wondered if he was staying for the right reasons.

Chapter 2

Xander

“Howhaveyoubeen,Master Quin?” Shiva’s voice was gentle, each word weaving a spell that calmed Xander’s ever-tense nerves. Xander eased into the couch, his body relaxing a little—as far as his aggression allowed. Always vigilant, always scanning, his senses fired like a constant hum in the background.

“Did you change your scenting spray?” Xander asked abruptly, his nostrils flaring slightly.

“Yes. You don’t like it?” Shiva’s head tilted, his expression unreadable.

“No.” Xander’s reply was curt. The previous spray had carried a rosy aroma, with woodsy undertones that subtly tugged at his senses. This one was different—sharper, unfamiliar. He rubbed at his nose, annoyed by the faint irritation. It wasn’t unpleasant, per se, just… wrong. “I’ll get used to it,” he added, swallowing his discomfort. This was Shiva’s space, and the omega had every right to surround himself with scents he enjoyed.

Shiva shifted slightly in his chair, the rhythmic tap-tap of his fingers on his e-reader filling the silence. Xander’s gaze lingered on the device, wondering what Shiva was writing about him now. “Did you sleep well last night?” he asked, his gaze flicking briefly to Xander, curiosity shining in his eyes.

“Why?”

“You’re more sensitive than usual. I changed the scent spray a week ago, and you didn’t notice it then.”

Xander frowned. That wasn’t possible. He noticed everything.

“Or maybe you noticed, but it didn’t bother you,” Shiva amended smoothly.

“Maybe,” Xander muttered, though the uncertainty gnawed at him.

“You finally found a suitable nanny for Benjn. How is he?”

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