“You need to eat,” I say, heading into the kitchen. “And we need to talk.”
8
ASHLYN
My stomach twists.
Because I recognize what’s about to happen. I’veseenit before.
Not the kissing. Or the writhing in the bed. Or the feel of Grey’s big hands on me.
But this moment—the one where he tells me he has to leave.
It’s the beginning of a sequence of departures, all of which lead to the same end.
Swallowing, I fix my shirt, and leave the bed, all the while ignoring the dampness between my thighs. He felt it. He knows I’m aroused. Or that I was, anyway. There’s still evidence of it on his sweatpants.
However, I can’t muster the energy to be embarrassed about it. Nor do I think I should be embarrassed. I’m an Omega. He’s my Alpha. Of course I’m aroused around him.
I join him in the kitchen and watch as he cleans the fish—the very ones I was going to clean before when he grabbed me and kissed me.
Alas, he’s clearly not thinking about that anymore.
“What do you want to talk about?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
“Gold Sector.”
My brow furrows. “Gold Sector?” That’s not… that’s not what he was supposed to say.Why is this moment changing?I wonder, glancing around to make sure I have the right scene.Or maybe?—
“They have caves. Underground tunnels.” He glances at me. “Do you think that could be the vision of all the candles?”
I blink at him. “I… I don’t know. It’s possible?”
“Have you seen any gold or any dragons in your visions?”
“I…” I frown. “I don’t think so.”
He looks disappointed.
So I feel compelled to ask, “Why?”
“Oros, the Prince of Gold Sector, agreed to that meeting with Cael. But he added some cryptic commentary about an Omega acquisition that he wants to tell us about.”
“Oh.” My nose scrunches because none of this matches my expectations for this moment. It feels all wrong.
Why haven’t I envisioned this?
Or this utterly unrelated?
“I was wondering if it could be related to Nikiski,” he goes on, his gaze still on me. “Any feelings or thoughts on that?”
“I… no,” I admit. “But I think you should probably attend that meeting to hear him out.” Because I want more information now on what I’ve missed.
My seeing abilities are usually much more accurate than this.
“It’ll require me to go to Lunar Sector,” he says.
I nod. “Yes, that makes sense.”
