Page 38 of Omega Untamed
“Have a good evening.” He winked. His gaze lingered on me a little too long.
He expected me to take Honey with me to my suite, when all I could think of was getting home to check on Kee.
“You have a suite here, too?” Honey asked me.
“Yes.”
If I didn’t take Honey with me, Myre would see. So I grasped his hand and walked him down the hall.
Once in the suite, Honey shrieked with pleasure at the luxuries: the big bed, the glass ornaments on every surface, the crystal lamps and chandelier, private kitchen, hot tub bath.
My mind started creating all manner of excuses for me to get out of this. It was not an uncommon situation; it had happened before and it was going to be happening again and again.
I could tell Myre I had an exclusive lover, but then Myre would want to meet him. I could claim sudden illness. But then Myre would want to check on me, and wonder why I didn’t stay in the suite where I would have everything catered to me.
Sam had always told me to keep things simple. If he were standing before me, he would recommend I sleep with Honey, then dismiss him, and go on about my life as usual.
But Honey, for all his beauty and sweetness, did not intrigue me, and I had no arousal for him. Non-arousal would be considered odd by my peers, and grounds for suspicion that something wasn’t right with me, but they didn’t have to know. At least not this time.
I approached Honey with a handful of bills. “Stay the night. Do what you wish. Sleep. Eat. Take a long bath in the hot tub.”
Honey pouted. “But you’re not staying?”
“I have a Burn coming on,” I lied. “I already paid for a farm Omega. If I start with you, I won’t stop and Myre paid for you only for tonight, yes?”
“Yes.”
“You’re quite beautiful, and I would never normally turn down a gift so precious from the boss, which is why I would ask you, as a favor only, to not mention it to him that we didn’t spend the night together.”
“Of course, sir.” He smiled. “Thank you for letting me stay.”
I believed he was earnest. But he might blab later on about this evening. About my behavior.
I was taking risks Sam would never approve. In fact, if he knew about any of the things I’d done in the past week, he’d possibly pull me from the field. But I couldn’t have that. Not when we were so close to building the case against Myre.
I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I were responsible for letting Myre get away with everything he’d done not just during the two years I’d worked for him, but for decades.
I slipped out of the suite and down the hall. This time there was no guard on the elevator because we didn’t have any current prisoners. There was no danger. Everything was locked down tight.
The cameras might catch me making my escape, but Myre wouldn’t look at the footage if he saw no need. Still, I made sure I kept to the known blind spots as I made my way to the parking garage and my car.
It was nearly eleven-thirty when I pulled into my parking space in front of my apartment. When I walked through my front door, I was immediately greeted by a beautiful Omega in a black robe twirling and spinning about the room. The TV blared some sort of music noise, an assault on the ears, actually, and the hem of the robe flew outward revealing strong, gold thighs and the hint of a tight, curvy rear.
I needn’t have worried after all.
“You’re feeling better I see,” I said, stepping through the door, closing and locking it behind me.
Kee jumped back, his mouth opening, and let out a shocked yell that sounded something like “what” and “oh” combined into a single inarticulate word.
“Bast! Fuck, I didn’t hear you!”
I wanted to smile. Instead, I strode to coffee the table, picked up the remote and turned down the volume on the TV.
I looked him over, toes to forehead. “No more cramps? Fever? Headache? And your toe must not be hurting much anymore.”
“I had some cramps earlier in the day. I slept more and when I woke I was starving. After I ate, I suddenly had all this energy.”
I hoped it wasn’t simply a bout of withdrawal-hyperactivity, his body reacting to a different sort of high as all the toxins made their final exit from his body. But when I remembered Kee from the club, how energized he was to look at, how he commanded all those around him with little effort, I decided this was the real deal.
