Page 24 of The Omega's Savior

“Sure,” Olivia says, staring up at the high ceilings.

“The bedrooms are upstairs.”

The three of us make our ways up the spiral staircase to the bedrooms upstairs.

“I have two guestrooms set up, I was thinking Summer could get the one down the hall and Liv could get the one over here?”

Liv narrows her eyes at me when she seems to notice the one closer to the master bedroom, but she doesn’t say anything.

“That sounds awesome!” Summer says, “Where’s my room!”

I walk them down to the guest room with the blue-painted walls and the white canopy bed.

“Pretty sure this used to be my mom’s room when she used to live here,” I say. “How do you like it.”

Didn’t like her but she did have great taste in decor.

“This is mine?” Summer asks quietly.

“Yeah, for as long as you guys want to stay here, it’s all yours,” I say.Hopefully, forever,my brain adds.

She kicks off her shoes and jumps straight into the bed. “Oh my god, this is amazing.”

I turn to Olivia. “How about we give Summer a chance to settle in while I show you your room.”

“You gonna be good on your own sis?” She asks Summer as she leans against the bedroom door.

“Yeah, you look dead tired, go get some rest,” Summer says from her bed.

Liv does look dead tired. She doesn’t even fight me when I take her hand in mine and lace our fingers together as I lead her toward her room.

Liv’s a lot more intentional with the way she goes about the room. Instead of starfishing onto the bed like her sister did, she perches herself at the edge, biting her thumbnail.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“What do you expect from me, for all this?” She asks, looking up at me, her green eyes so open and vulnerable. “I—I can’t give you what you want right now. I—I don’t know if I ever can and I don’t want to accept these things without knowing what strings are attached.”

“Oh Liv,” I say, kneeling on the carpet in front of her. “The only thing I want is for you to be okay. I’ll go at whatever pace you want, even if it’s no pace at all. I just want you happy, you know? Plus, it’s really not that big of a deal.”

She scoffs as she waves her arms around the room. “This isn’t a big deal?”

“No,” I say, lacing our fingers together again and squeezing her hand. “It isn’t.”

She looks down into my eyes and gives me a small smile. “You really aren’t what I expected you to be.”

“Why is that?”

“Cause alphas usually fucking suck donkey balls,” She laughs. “I thought I’d eventually end up with some shitty one and not be able to leave, but you—you’re different.” Her voice drops in volume and she squeezes my hand “You’re better than whatever I could’ve ever dreamed of and it scares the living shit out of me.”

“You know, you scare me too,” I say, reaching to pull her other hand to cup my face.

She strokes a finger back and forth across my cheek before moving to play with my hair. “I scare you? Really? Me?”

“Well, yeah. Of course you scare me,” I say, smiling at her sadly. “I don’t think I saw my parents smile at each other, like ever. They got together for some sort of political marriage for power cause of my father’s business connections or some shit. My mom would always bring her affair partners to the house and everyone knew. I left for the military right when I turned 18 and didn’t think anything genuine would ever be in the cards for me.” I look up at her and see such kindness in those green eyes of hers that part of my heart melts. “Until I met you.”

“But, you don’t even know me,” She says. Her eyes don’t hide anything from me right now. I can see all the hurt she’s been through over the years.

“But I want to know you,” I insist. “Before I met you, I didn’t even hope for something for myself. I was fine going about my life the way I was. Now—Now you’ve given me hope.”

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