It’s enough to throw cold water over me. “That’s forbidden. Sit up, okay?”
Reluctantly, Piper does, although he’s still nuzzling against me, as if he’s struggling to cope now that he’s found me; he is dominant but he has strong Omega instincts.
“We have to be careful,” I explain. “Somebody could see us.”
“And?”
I sigh, forgetting that he doesn’t understand just how cruel and controlled his life will be from now on. “How many rules are you intending to break?”
Piper winks. “How many have you got?”
Fear curdles my stomach.
Karma, well played again.
Supply a male Omega who is the mirror image of my own Soul. In fact, is possibly even more of a rebel than I am.
But the problem is that he is in danger. Maya and Ellington will want to break his spirit, especially if he screws up this Christmas week.
I have found my Omega soulmate just when I am ready to finally make my move against my stepmom to take back the hotel that should always have belonged to me. It’s the move that should save my family and reform the pay, conditions, and lives of both Omegas and Betas.
Yet if I am discovered to have a scent match and soulmate, what would Maya do?
How do I even start to explain all that to this HO without freaking him out or letting him into secrets that I don’t know whether I can trust him with yet?
“What’s wrong?” Piper’s brow scrunches in concern. “Were you hurt in the fall?”
I shake my head. “The fall was almost as incredible as being caught by you.” He steals another kiss. “But my break is over, and there are consequences for lateness. I’ll see you in my nest.”
Before Piper can reply, I struggle up and dive across the roof.
Can I pull this off? Mentoring my own soulmate without being found out?
Either way, Piper is in serious danger.
CHAPTER SIX
General Manager’s Rooms, Omega Hotel
When my stomach gurgles, I wrap my arm around my middle. I ignore my hunger, however, because how can I eat when it’s been less than a day and Piper is already missing?
I pace the length of Icarus’ office, anxiously.
I am filled with the memory of my coffee cake scented, tattooed Omega soulmate. The reckless, impulsive male Omega who already feels like mine and made me blossom to life in a thrilling way.
I shiver at the memory of that moment when I felt like I was both falling and flying. Looking into Piper’s eyes had felt the same way, making my stomach swoop.
Yet I knew that Piper was going to get himself into trouble. He was new, didn’t know the rules, and sparked with the energy of a punk god.
My shoulders slump at the thought of his free spirit being crushed under the slash of the Discipline Strap.
Has Piper been locked in the freezing wine cellar?
“You should eat something,” Icarus says, steadily.
He is sitting behind his desk, attempting to look through a neat stack of papers, while jiggling Zoe on his knee to keep her amused.
He has become good at multitasking, but then, so have I.
