Page 9 of Single Omega Dad
“So it seems.”
His mouth opened and his face paled a bit making his lips look pinker and his eyes brighter. As we entered my office, I heard him gasp out softly, “Why?”
“It’s one of our services,” I replied. I motioned to a couch on one wall. “Your sons can sit there while we conduct business. They’re not going to be a problem, are they?”
At once, Tybor let go of his father’s hand and ran to the couch, but his eyes were on a table beside the couch where I kept a bowl of colorfully wrapped, hard candy.
I waved at the bowl. “They can have some if it will help keep them quiet.”
Saber turned to look at what I was pointing at. He frowned. “One piece each, you hear?”
The Alpha boy let go of Saber’s other hand and joined his brother. They both looked up at their father, respectfully nodding.
When Saber nodded back, they turned to the bowl and took their time choosing the color they each wanted.
When they were seated and unwrapping their goodies, I motioned Saber to a chair in front of my desk where I’d had my secretary bring in the forms and new pens for signing. Then I went behind my desk and sat, opening my laptop and bringing up all the accounts in question.
“I see here your Alpha, Drayden Volmar, has left you some reasonable sums which, when combined with what the life insurance pays, will help take you a long way in raising your children.”
“He was a very organized and efficient Alpha who earned a good salary,” said Saber coolly. “My children and I were well provided for.”
“If you invest properly, and it is my duty to see that you do, you will be fine for many years, decades even, or until you are bonded to another Alpha.”
I heard a sound like a snort and looked up.
Saber’s mouth was twisted. His hazel eyes were dark gray-green now, and he was clearly angry. His emotion brought a delightful flush to his cheeks. The set of his body and the tightness in his jaw line drew my attention into an almost hyper-focus. Saber was like a piece of lightning momentarily caught in a dark room, startling everything with its brilliance.
I opened my mouth to question his response but before I could say anything, Saber said, “I can take care of myself! I don’t needyouto see to my proper investments. If I want to take all my money out at once and spend it at a casino, I should be able to!”
Clearly, his irrationality was the result of something else. I told myself he was probably still in grief, even as I marveled at his forward manner. All the Omegas I’d ever known had been taught to be sweet, polite, demure. And sexual.
“That would be unwise,” I said. “And that’s why I’m here assigned to your case.”
Saber sat up straighter and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
“Are you going to tell me where, when and what I can spendmymoney on, then? What color underwear I should own? How much I should spend on my kids at Christmas? The brand of diapers for my future babies?”
“Well, we’re getting a little ahead of ourselves here, aren’t we?” I asked.
He glowered through half-closed eyelids. “I have two more on the way.”
“You’re pregnant?”
He nodded tightly.
I glanced again at his accounts, pretending not to sniff the air to see if I could smell it on him, along with those wonderful lilacs. There was nothing, but then he was hiding it well with his shirt a bit loose and maybe that lilac aroma was a cologne.
“Do you currently have medical insurance?”
He said, thin-lipped, “Through Drayden’s company.”
“You should be fine, then. Although if that insurance isn’t for life--”
“The insurance lasts until the last of Drayden’s children are eighteen. Then I have the option to buy into the group policy.”
I leaned back, again surprised. This Omega was not what I expected. Most Omegas I knew needed Alphas to help and guide them. “I see you’ve done your homework.”
Saber rolled his eyes at me, which caused me to puff my chest out a little.
