Page 83 of Omega's Heart
“What are you working at this time of night for?”
“You think I’m not going to take a weekend to watch the last of us fall to the wiles of the local omegas? I’m filling out the travel request for Julius—this is probably going to take a little longer even with the court order.” He made a noise under his breath. “Cas is giving Garrick a hand pushing to have Minnie brought here for the rest of her recovery. Abel’s looking into what the law says we need to have done in the hospital in terms of security to keep her there, but I think, from the sound of it, she should be fine just staying in the clinic.”
“You found staff?”
“I had a call today from an old Marine buddy. He’s getting out and looking to settle down someplace.”
Damn Quin and his close-mouthed way of speaking. “What’s that got to do with us?”
Quin snorted something that sounded like it might have been a smothered laugh. “We got an application from one of the Green Moon shifters and her grandmother to transfer here. She requested two bedrooms, one for the grandmother, one for her and Harris. He was a medic, says he’ll use the GI Bill to enroll in nursing school here. In the meantime, he’s got more experience dealing with trauma than most of the staff at any of the hospitals.”
That was…interesting. “And he’s going to live on the enclave?”
“Yeah. After he’s done his course, anyway.”
“And he’s not pack.”
“Nope.”
Very interesting. “Might be the way to go with this,” Kaden said, considering the situation. “I wonder if we could coax a few more to move here.”
“It’s not us that has a problem with them,” Quin reminded him.
“Not in Mercy Hills, no,” Kaden agreed. “When is Bram done?”
“Christmas,” Quin replied. “I’ve already asked him about classmates.”
“I can play this up, talking to the other packs. Where are we with money?”
“I’ll have to ask. What are you thinking?”
“You got any other old Marine buddies looking for work?”
“I’ll mention it to Harris,” Quin said. “He’ll be here tomorrow if you want to drop in.”
“What time? I’ll see if I can fix up my schedule.” Not that he had much going on except harassing his betrothed. But that was a job that deserved a lot of attention to detail.
“Breakfast. He said he had something else he wanted to talk to me about but he was pretty cagey about it on the phone. Bring Felix, if you want. I’m sure Holland would enjoy not being outnumbered by alphas.”
Well, this should be interesting. He pulled the phone away from his face to ask, “You want to have breakfast tomorrow with Quin and Holland?”
Felix looked up from his lists and searched Kaden’s face. “Sure,” he said, in a tone of voice that let Kaden know he wanted more of an explanation.
“We’ll be there,” Kaden told his brother and put the phone away. “Quin’s got an old Marine friend coming for breakfast tomorrow. Sounds like he hooked up with one of the Green Moon shifters—I want to hear the story behind that.”
His betrothed being himself, Felix merely raised his eyebrows at Kaden. “And they say us omegas like to gossip.”
Kaden laughed and poked him with his foot again. “This is planning. Quin says the guy’s a medic and he wants to come work here, get his nursing degree. And he’s got something mysterious he wants to talk to Quin about in the morning.”
Felix’s eyebrows went up again. “Well, that is interesting, isn’t it?” He gazed at Kaden for a moment, then flipped his notebook shut. “We should probably get to bed early, then, if we’re having a breakfast meeting.”
That made Kaden sit up. “I haven’t gotten my kisses yet tonight.”
“You’ll survive.” But Felix leaned over and let himself be pulled into one, despite his words.
“At least come help me get into bed,” Kaden murmured. He ran his hand down his betrothed’s side, savoring the play of muscle over bone. Three more weeks and all this is mine. He was the luckiest damn alpha and the rest of them were absolute fools.
“Depends,” Felix murmured back. “Are you going to try to overbalance me into the bed again?”
