Page 48 of The Omega's Savior

“Of course dear. I’ll go let him know you’re here now,” Kelly says, giving us a smile. “Take a seat and let me know if you need anything.”

“Thanks, Kelly,” I say before Liv and I go take seats in the empty waiting room.

“She was really sweet,” Olivia says, leaning against my shoulder as we take a seat.

“She’s literally the sweetest lady I’ve ever met.”

“Seems like you guys have known each other for a really long time.”

“Yeah, I’ve known them ever since I was seventeen when John helped me with some inheritance stuff, and before then, he was my dad’s lawyer. Kelly’s been his secretary for a lot longer than that.”

“And John, he can help us?”

“Yeah and if he can’t help us then he can find us someone who can.”

“And you can just see this really important lawyer just like that?”

He smiles down at me. “Hey, there’re benefits to being the sole heir to massive intergenerational wealth.”

“And you started the security agency you work for?”

“Nah, I didn’t exactly start it. My grandpa was a bit vain so he had my trust set up so if I invest in any new companies or projects, I at least have to try to get something named using the family name. Like a building on a college campus or something. It just happened that the agency was fine having my name really attached to it.”

“Wow,” she whispers. “You’re like, stupid rich.”

“Yeah,” I shrug. “But it gives me the power to do things like help you and Summer.”

“It’s wild,” She murmurs, leaning back in the chair she’s sitting in. “You and I grew up so differently but there’re certain things where we just, you know, click,” she says, snapping her fingers.

“We do just click, don’t we,” I say, smiling down at her.

“I don’t think I ever thanked you,” She says softly, leaning on my arm.

“Thanked me for what?”

“Saving me.”

The sight of her beaten and bruised on the floor of that cell flashes in my mind and my body tenses.

“I can’t see any other universe where I didn’t,” I say, leaning my head against hers.

We sit in the waiting room together for around half an hour before Kelly stands and flashes us a smile.

“He’ll be down in a second,” she says. “Good luck.”

“Thanks, Kelly,” I say, standing with Olivia. I squeeze her hand. “We’re gonna figure everything out, okay?”

“Okay,” She says softly.

John, a tall man with salt and pepper hair with more salt than pepper these days and fine wrinkles on his face walks down the hall to greet us.

“Hello there, Jax, it’s been a while!” He says, clapping me on the back. “And who is this?” He says, smiling down at Olivia.

“It has been a while,” I laugh. “This is Olivia, she’s my fated mate.”

“Oh, wow! How exciting for you both,” He says. “I hear this is an urgent matter, how about we head up to my office and you can run me through how I can help you.”

He leads the two of us back into his office and sits down behind his desk, which is piled high with various files. I don’t think his office has changed since the first moment I stepped into it when I was seventeen. Still what he likes to call “organized chaos.” That doesn’t stop him from being the best lawyer in the city.

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