Page 3 of Knot For Keeps

That sounds kinda fun, recommend me some?

My eyebrows were so high they were almost touching my hairline, and my pasta was long forgotten about. No alpha had ever reacted like that, usually they made a few comments about the topic matter being too dark or inappropriate for omegas. No one had ever asked for documentary recommendations.

I can give you a whole ass list. What are you feeling, serial killers, cults, or kidnapping?

Tell me your favourite, most interesting one.

I thought for a moment. I could ease him in with a simple, easy case. Or I could throw him in at the deep end, he did seem interested after all…

The Zodiac Killer, any documentary on him.

Done.

I wolfed the last few bites of pasta down before returning to my nest, my eyes never leaving my tablet. I had even physically bumped into a guard at one point, and after a quick apology continued to my nest, engrossed in conversation until I fell asleep.

The next day he messaged me again.

They never caught the guy?!

A grin so wide it almost hurt broke out on my face. He had actually watched it and was messaging me back about it!

I know! What I would give to find out his identity.

I say the cop was a good bet.

But the evidence said otherwise.

This is painful. Tell me more to watch…

* * *

Ever since that day, we had been in constant communication, mostly speaking about documentaries and a little about day-to-day life, but it just felt so easy to talk to Archer, like I could one hundred percent be myself.

Just over a week after we started talking a box had appeared on my kitchen counter. A delivery one of the Keepers dropped off for me, yet I hadn’t ordered anything.

I had opened the box cautiously, worried that my family managed to slip a parcel by the Keepers and I was about to open a box of bibles or letters telling me I was a terrible daughter and a disgrace; only I was shocked to find six party size bags of brown sugar gummy bears.

Picking up a bag I turned it over in my hands. It was the exact type of gummy bear I had been craving for weeks. Taking another look in the box I found the note.

Told you I would find some.

-Archer

Dumbfounded and happy, I ripped into one of the bags there and then, and ever since there had been a steady supply of discontinued gummy bears being delivered for me.

ChapterTwo

Lavender

Looking over at the clock I smiled. He would be calling any moment now. Leaning over to grab a can of soda, I heard the telltale chime of an incoming call the moment I looked away from the screen.

Quickly accepting the call, I couldn’t help but smile again when Archer’s face appeared on screen. His hair had grown out a lot in the last few months, flopping over his face and brushing against the top of his glasses.

“Hello Lavvy girl.” His eyes lit up as he took me in, gently running a hand through his hair.

“Hey Arch, you look exhausted. Work still kicking your butt?” I asked. He had bags under his eyes and was a touch paler than normal.

“Of course, this coding project is determined to kill me.”

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