“I know!” She throws her arms into the air. “Who does that? Anyways, I took everything I had in my name and left, not that there was much. Here’s some advice, stay away from loser Betas. They’re only trouble.”
“Good thing I only get involved with Alphas.” I smile.
I’m single, but when it comes to my heat, I find willing Alphas to help. Even a few officers from work have volunteered. It gets the job done. Just sex.
It’s not that I don’t want Alphas of my own or to find a pack, I just wanttheones, you know? My scent match, or matches. I’d hate to start something up with someone, get invested in that relationship only to find my scent match.
Plus, I work a lot. I don’t have time to date. I get what I need... for now anyways.
“Ugh, don’t get me started on Alphas,” she sighs heavily. “Just as bad. I should just have just stuck with Omegas. Not that I’ve ever been with any, but they seem like they might be easier. At least they can understand me and the shit I have to go through as an Omega myself.”
“Fair point.” I nod.
I’m fucked. Because the more I talk to her, the more I’m starting to like this Nova girl.
I wonder if she will ever be willing to forgive me for locking up her Alphas, because I’d totally ask her on a date.
“Anyway, you can call off the missing persons report and tell my mother to go fuck herself,” she finishes with a beaming smile.
“It’s already been called off.” My lips twitch. “Unfortunately, that other part, we can’t do. It might be seen as unprofessional."
“Huh,” she nods. “You seem to be worried about professionalism now, but where was that a moment ago when that asshole kidnapped me and brought me here?”
“Wait, what?” I was joking before, but what the fuck did Chris do?
“You mean you didn’t order your buddy to kidnap me?” she asks, serious.
“No,” I reassure her. “He was supposed to ask you to come in for questioning.”
“Nah. He didn’t mention he was a cop until later. Not that I’d have gone with him anyway.”
“Why not?”
“Becuase there’s no reason for me to be here.” She shrugs.
“Actually there is. I’d like to know how you got here, to Georgia, I mean. It’s a long way from home.”
Her jaw grinds and I find myself dragging out this encounter. I already know I’m not going to get anything from this feisty little thing. “Like I said, I took everything I had, and I left. I wanted to start over, so I hitchhiked towards someplace warmer.”
“That's a very dangerous thing to do,” I comment, my brows furrowing together. “You’re a female Omega. What if you were kidnapped or something? Omega trafficking is something to be worried about.”
There’s this gleam in her eye that I don’t quite understand. “You don’t need to worry about me, officer, I’m fine. Better than fine. I was lucky that the first person to pull over and offer me a ride just so happened to be my scent matched Alphas. They kept me safe and cared for. Seeing how I had nowhere else to go, heading back to their home state felt like a no-brainer to me.”
“I agree.” I nod, trying not to be too blunt with the questions. “But weren’t you worried? They were strangers. They could have been criminals.”
She lifts a brow. “I guess that’s true.” She cocks her head. “Good thing they’re not, then isn’t it?”
Licking my lips, I keep going. “Did they tell you why they were so far from home? Where were they before they picked you up? What were they doing?”
Nova’s brows furrow, and I groan inwardly. Fuck. I’m not good at the interrogation part. Never have been. I should have had Chris do this part for me. Then again, I want to punch him in the nuts for the way he treated Nova so far, so maybe not.
“I fail to see how any of this is relevant to my missing persons report. Is there another reason you asked me here, Detective Davis?”
Yes. Like, are your Alphas the Mall Bandits? Did you see where they took all the shit they stole? And hey, wanna go out on a date because for some fucking reason my cock hasn’t gone down since thinking about your Alpha Nick and how I may or may not have jerked off to the thought of him in the past?
Yeah, I’m starting to see why I haven’t gotten far in this career. I’m fucked up. So damn fucked up.
Sometimes being an Omega has it’s downfalls. For me, it’s my high sex drive and my tendency to obsess over things I shouldn’t.
