As soon as I see her face, I’m captivated by this woman, even more so than Gunnar’s story had led me to believe.

CHAPTER3

Lena

Three alpha werewolves at my doorstep.

Fuck my life. I never expected to see three huge alphas standing in the rain, soaked, and looking for a place to stay.

I recognize one of them from earlier in the day, Gunnar- but I don’t know the others. Judging by how they’re gathered together, it must be his pack. I wonder who’s in charge, but I push that thought away.

I can’t be thinking those kinds of things.

Alphas are dangerous, no matter how good they look, and these alphas, well, they look quite yummy.

I rub the inside of my wrist absentmindedly, hoping my scent blockers continue to work. As an added precaution, I also take heat suppressants, but it’s been a few days since my last dose, and I know by now that the pills are wearing off.

If they come inside, I’m screwed.

Anxiety swirls in my stomach as I stand there, blocking their entrance into the library. If they find out I’m an omega, my freedom is over.

“This storm is only getting worse, and we need a place to shelter. Let us stay here with you until it passes,” says the dark-haired alpha. He pauses, then adds, “Please.”

That familiar tug pulls at my belly, the one that aches to obey the commands of an alpha.

By now, I know it’s useless to ignore it, even though my pride doesn’t want me to. Besides, ignoring a direct order from an alpha will only make him angry, and this one looks like the type I don’t want to cross.

“Alright,” I sigh, opening the door wider for them to enter the library. “You can stay here, but only until the storm passes. We’re not allowed to have visitors after hours.”

“Thank you,” says Gunnar, making eye contact with me while his two packmates walk in, dripping rainwater all over the floors.

“You’re welcome,” I say, but I start to feel my face heat up when he stays beside me until I lock the door. “I see that you’re back.”

“Yeah, I wasn’t far from the library when I met up with my friends,” says Gunnar slowly, watching my every expression. A wave of fear washes over me. He brought his freaking pack here.

What if he knows that I’m an omega?

But that’s not possible. I take a deep breath to see if my omega scent is noticeable, but it’s not. We follow the other two alphas into the library, and I barely refrain from rolling my eyes at the mess they’re making on my clean floors.

I shiver as another ominous roll of thunder sounds overhead.

“Are you okay?” asks Gunnar, and I nod, biting my lip. I haven’t quite shaken the anxiety that weighed on me before the alphas showed up, and I watch them make themselves comfortable in the reading area.

Being alone with alphas here is such a bad idea. But it’s not like I have a choice.

A flash of lightning illuminates the space, and I glance outside again, a sinking feeling settling in my gut as I see how the weather has turned.

I would have to stay overnight here.

I’m stuck here with the alphas, and the realization makes my heart race. I need to calm down, knowing that if I’m not careful, they will pick up on the slightest scent that I’m uneasy. I find some comfort in the fact that the library is large, and I’m not confined to the same space as the men.

Sure, they might be getting comfortable in the reading area where I planned to sleep, but I can always lock myself in the staff room. My eyebrows rise when the red-headed alpha kicks off his shoes and puts his feet on the couch.

The dark-haired male shoots him a glare and then turns to me, his expression apologetic.

“I’m sorry about my friend here,” he says. “He’s clearly forgotten his manners. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Damon, and this is my pa—, I mean friends, Max and Gunnar. Thank you for allowing us to shelter here in the library with you.”

“Of course,” I say, giving Damon a tentative smile. His intense gaze takes me aback, and I feel a tingle race across my skin from how he looks at me. “My name is Lena. I work here at Willowstone Library. You’re welcome to stay until the storm passes.”