And I will do whatever it takes to make her feel safe.
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Inbox Notification
From:[email protected]
Subject: Did you forget?
Emma,
Did you forget it was my birthday today? After everything I’ve done for you and your mother? I expected better, even from someone who ran away like a coward rather than facing our problems like an adult.
I made arrangements. All wasted on some bitch of an omega who doesn’t know her place yet.
Don’t worry. I’ll teach you.
-M
11
Inbox Notification
From:[email protected]
Subject: Sorry
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. It’s just that I miss you so much it’s making me crazy.
You have no idea what it’s been like without you. The emptiness. The longing. I see your face everywhere. In crowds. In my dreams.
I’ve changed, I promise.
Please come home, Emma. I need you.
Marcus
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Emma
Opening day dawns bright and clear, as if autumn is making a grand entrance for the occasion.
I swallow two suppressants with my morning coffee, double the recommended dose, ignoring the warning on the bottle about potential side effects. Nausea, headaches, and dizziness are a small price for security.
But they are working.
My scent is back to normal. After yesterday’s close calls, I can’t take any chances.
I rifle through my small wardrobe, settling on a loose-fitting gray hoodie two sizes too big, a pair of faded jeans, and mymost comfortable sneakers in case I need to move quickly. I tie my hair back in a ponytail and avoid any makeup that might draw attention. The scarf around my neck covers my patches completely while appearing like a casual fashion choice.
Nothing about me should stand out in a crowd.
Today will bring dozens, maybe hundreds of visitors to the farm.
Strangers.
Alphas.