Doesn’t he know about staff relationships being forbidden?
Plus, Icarus isn’t possessive about Omegas joining our secret pack but how would he feel about another Alpha?A scent match?
I don’t know whether this accountant is even on my side or Maya’s. Is he here to save or destroy the hotel?
Lionzio’s face falls, when I hesitate.
What is his role?
My plan to take over the hotel relies on it being financially screwed.
Is my scent match actually my enemy without him knowing it?
Fuck.
All of a sudden, Ellington’s sharp voice calls from the other side of the courtyard, “Grace! Are you out here?”
I startle.
Meeting your scent match really does fuck up your schedule. And now, I’m late.
I don’t imagine that Ellington will take that as a reasonable excuse.
I dive behind Lionzio, snatching Zoe up and hugging her to my chest.
I am pale and shaking.
Lionzio’s expression is hard, as he attempts to peer through the snow toward Ellington. “Not a friend of yours, huh?”
“One of those bosses,” I reply. “I’m in trouble.”
Lionzio’s eyes flash with a deadly, protective fury. “You’re not because he won’t find you. Run that way toward the exit. I will block him.”
My mouth drops open.
Is Lionzio truly going to put himself in danger to protect me?
Now I know that he was telling me the truth about being good to his pack.
Snow is drifting around him, as he drags his dark coat back on.
Lionzio looks stunning, casting me one final glance, before he stalks through the wall of white toward Ellington to sacrifice himself for my daughter and me.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ballroom, Omega Hotel
It’s Monday night. The evening of the big Christmas performance.
I yank nervously on my green elf hat, which is trimmed with white fur. The bell on the end jingles.
I am standing nervously waiting for my turn to perform on stage in the shadowy concrete corridor to the side of the ballroom stage, which stinks of greasepaint and stressed Omega. At least it’s one of the rare corners of the hotel that isn’t under constant camera surveillance.
I wrinkle my nose, glancing down at the rest of my costume.
My dress is startlingly green and is only just long enough to skirt my ass. A wide belt cinches it tightly in at the middle. The only thing covering my legs are thigh high candy cane striped suspenders.
Maya has outdone herself this year. Both the reindeer and elf costumes are so tight and sexy for the titillation of the guests that we look more like we’re making a porno.
