Page 4 of Beta and the Beast
"The one in here and the one in your apartment." I look around the space to find where the main system is located. It should have all of the information I need about duct space and volume moved.
"You're not getting in my apartment," Sarah says, crossing her arms over her chest and giving me another scowl. Apparently, I've managed to lose all of her goodwill in the span of a few seconds.
"We can wait for one of your brothers to come over if you want," I tell her with a shrug.
I'm trying to do her a favor, and I also might want to see where she lives now that I've seen her and decided against all better judgment that I want her more than I've ever wanted anything in my life.
Sam said she's a beta.
She is.
I want her to be an omega. No, not any omega, my omega. Maybe she's a late bloomer. Growl at her and see if she perfumes for you.
I ignore Romulus and his deranged plans. There's no way Sarah is a late-blooming omega. The latest I've even heard of one presenting as one is twenty-two, and Sam said she was twenty-seven one of the times he was talking about his family.
"I'm not letting some stranger into my apartment with or without my brothers there. And that goes double for alphastrying to suffocate me with their pheromones." Sarah's irritated expression doesn't have the effect she wants it to. If anything, it only has Romulus swooning inside our head.
"Fair enough," I tell her, holding my hands up to show her I'm not a threat. "I'll show you what information I need from the system, and you can text it to me." I furrow my brows and then shake my head. "Or to Sam, and he can send it to me." That's better. Nothing good comes from me having her phone number.
Sarah's eyes stay narrowed on me, but she gives me a nod and shows me to a small closet tucked away behind the counter.
"Ignore the mess. We use this for storage," she tells me over her shoulder as she pushes boxes of to-go cups and coffee filters across the floor to make a small walkway to the back of the closet.
I stand back to avoid blocking the doorway and watch her work. It isn't until she's cleared a path to the back of the closet, which is only a few feet away, that she turns and notices I'm not behind her. She tilts her head to the side and fails to hide her smile this time.
"Come on, alpha, I know you won't hurt me."
Oh, fuck.
"Call me alpha again," Romulus purrs the words like a caress, but doesn't move closer to her. That's good. At least he's not crowding her as soon as he was let loose. He's behaving really well, considering when we find omegas to be with, he all but mauls them.
She's a beta. We have to convince her.
I groan inwardly because it's not like it's going to escape my lips any time soon. What we're not about to do isconvincea woman to be with us. We're better than that.
Bad choice of words. I'll seduce her. Make her ask for it. There, is that better for you?
Stop talking to me.
"Let Henry out." Sarah's voice is hard and cracks through our inner conversation. "Now."
Romulus snarls at her. There's not much that upsets him. He's a lazy beast in that way. Getting physical with an omega, he's out as fast as can be. Fighting someone else? He'd rather not. It's why he's seen as well-behaved, but Sarah doesn't know him. She doesn't know he's a lazy, harmless beast. No, she sees us as a threat, and she's pinned to the back of the closet.
Romulus growls at her, one short, unhappy sound before giving me back control of our body. I stay on the other side of the closet door, leaving enough space for Sarah to escape if she wants. Instead, she gives me a bewildered look and opens her mouth a few times to speak. I wish she'd spit it out, but I'm not sure she knows what she wants to say.
"Romulus listens to me, and he'll listen to you," I tell her. I hope that answers enough of her questions or calms her fears.
She opens her mouth again, and this time, actual words form. "Do you want to come look at this?" She points behind her to the filtration system. "You'll have to show me what to look for when I check the one in my apartment."
"You want me to—?" I motion in front of me, making sure she's asking me to crowd her in the closet.
Romulus is all but chanting at me to get as close to her as possible, to pin her against the air filtration system, and grind our cock against her. Maybe see if she wouldn't be interested in letting us kiss her, and then perhaps more.
"You're in control of your beast, and I don't think you'll take advantage of me in the closet. Not when we have dinner with my family tonight," Sarah says, putting her hands on her hips and adding. "Hurry up, I need to air out the place when you leave."
I don't need more prompting than that. I shuffle through the boxes and try not to bump into too much. Considering my size, I do a pretty good job. It isn't until I'm less than a foot from Sarahthat I pause. She smirks at me before giving me her back and taps on the air filtration system's screen.
"What am I looking for?" she asks, peeking over her shoulder at me and fluttering those pretty lashes over her big brown eyes.
