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The rest…details.
When she was done, I washed the plates. “Holt is on duty, but he’s usually home for supper. Do you have a shift tonight? We are happy to bring you over.”
“Not tonight. There was already someone working, and they said it would be slow anyway.”
My heart soared. We had her for the night. “In that case, how about a tour of the house and the gardens. We have chickens, and there are baby chicks. They were born two weeks ago.”
“I’d love that, actually. Can we start now?”
“Of course.”
Poe made an excuse of getting some editing done and went to his office while my wolf and I nearly exploded with glee at some alone time with our omega. What a gift.
I showed her the house, and she commented on how organized everything was. Our home was lived in but clean and tidy.
“That’s Poe’s stereo. He prefers physical media and spends a lot of time curating his collection. Holt is the alpha of our pack and the sheriff as you know.”
“And you?” An innocent question but it stirred up all my trauma. My secret self-loathing.
“I don’t work outside of this house.” I cringed. Most omegas and alphas would think I was weak for being a homemaker. “I garden and keep our home running.” Shrugging, I braced myself for the demeaning comment or outright laughter.
“People underestimate how important it is to be at home and run things. Poe and Holt have weird schedules, I imagine. I’m sure it’s grounding to know that the home is a place of peace and order.” She rested her hand on my shoulder and leaned over. “So far, it seems like you’re really good at it too.”
“Thank you. I do it with love. Let’s go meet the chicks.”
Katie was a natural with the chickens, and I barely tore her away before the sun set. We ate dinner without Holt and, before dessert could be served, Katie yawned.
The omega was tired. Had been since she arrived. I was surprised she’d lasted this long.
“Thank you. That was incredible. Would it be okay if I went to bed? Today has been exhausting.”
“Absolutely. You can do whatever you like here,” Poe said.
“Thank you, and thank you again for taking me in. Good night, both of you.”
Chapter Eleven
Holt
I arrived home later than I wanted, but there was a scuffle at the general store. Someone new stumbled into town and kicked up a fuss about some product the store didn’t carry. The owners of the store were older and they called me immediately.
It took three hours to calm down not only the owners but the gossip.
Plus, I waited until the tourist decided to leave town. Marla lied and told them she was all booked up.
Inside our home, I breathed in the scent of our omega and stopped, boots half off, badge in hand. “What is going on?”
Poe and Vaughn sat at the table, sharing a clementine cake. “Come sit down, Holt.”
My head was hazy from her scent hovering all over our home. She had to be here. Or had been here and left?
My wolf howled inside me. I missed spending time with our mate because of some ridiculous outburst.
“She’s here. Asleep in the suite. Katie is staying with us now.”
Poe’s declaration gave me pause. “Did something happen?” I reserved judgment for after I heard the story. Yes, she was our omega, but there were still secrets and sketchiness.
Starting with her name.
