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They happily came and took everything, and the last of it was picked up this morning.

Now, I’m left with only bags of clothes and the most important belongings I’ve accumulated over the years.

Crumpling up the eviction notice, I toss the wad of paper to the ground and grab my bags. “It was nice knowing you,” Iwhisper to the empty apartment before closing the door behind me.

The airport is busy, but thankfully, the line to check in isn’t long, at least not for me. My mom must be happy to have me back, because she bought me a first-class ticket home.

Once I’m through security, I regret coming hours early because it’s so packed that there’s nowhere to sit. Damn me and my paranoia of missing a flight. The last thing I wanted was to miss this one and have to listen to my mother ream me out.

After searching for a place to sit and coming up empty, I decide to head to one of the bars and get a drink. Maybe it will help me relax.

“Rum and coke please,” I tell the bartender.

He nods and gets to work.

I’m leaning against the bar top, waiting for my drink, when I feel eyes on me.

When I turn my head, I see a man dressed in a nice suit. From his smell alone, I can tell he’s an Alpha. And he’s looking at me. No, not looking,staring.

“Can I help you?” I cock a brow, not appreciating being gawked at.

He lifts an amused brow, eyes still on me, as he sips his drink.

“Just admiring,” he murmurs.

A shiver of unease runs down my spine. This is the first time in a long time that I’ve traveled alone. I haven’t been back home since I moved away at eighteen. That was not long after I presented as an Omega. My family isn’t exactly close. I was pretty much raised by my father until he moved to Australia for his dream job. He wanted to take me with him, but of course, mymother said no. Not because she couldn't stand being without her daughter, but because she couldn’t live with the idea that my father made it out of their divorce with anything of value. Even if that meant I was unhappy.

Her pride was hurt because he wasn’t happy and wanted a divorce. So, she did everything in her power to make him pay for it.

“Could you not?” I shift uncomfortably. I know why he’s staring, and it’s not just because I’m an Omega.

I have a kind of unique style. I’m short, no more than five two. My long, nearly white blonde hair is dyed a bubblegum pink.

The best way to describe it would be kawaii gamer girl style. I love light colors, pinks and purples mostly.

I hardly ever wear pants, preferring cute dresses and skirts, which makes me stick out like a sore thumb.

Moving to Nashville gave me the chance to start over and be myself. Cae was the perfect fit for me. The moonlit night to my sunshine. While I’m bright and bubbly, she’s more on the dark and moody side. Her closet consisted of mostly black, while mine was mostly pink.

I’ve never cared about what people thought about me in Nashville because Cae helped me become comfortable in my own skin. That is, until now.

He lets out a mocking laugh. “Aren’t you a little too old to be dressing like a child?”

Anger bubbles up within me, causing a scowl to form on my face.

“Aren’t you too old to be eye-fucking me? If I resemble a child to you, then why can I smell your arousal? Are you a fucking pedophile or something?”

His face shifts from amusement to outrage.

“Watch your fucking mouth, little girl,” he growls.

Part of me knows I should watch my mouth. He’s an Alpha, abigman. I’m a small Omega, traveling on my own. Anything could happen to me.

It’s just not in me to let fear control me. I’ve been told I have a big mouth and don’t know when to shut it. I guess that’s true. I’m blunt, and I don’t have a filter. I’m sure one of these days it’s going to get me in trouble, but I’ll be damned if I cower to an Alpha.

Just because I’m an Omega doesn’t mean I’ll be disrespected.

“How about you go fuck yourself?” I sneer, taking the drink the bartender hands me and downing it in two gulps before slamming it back down on the countertop. I suck my teeth, wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, and then smile at the bartender. “Drink’s on him.” I wink, then turn around and leave the Alpha gaping at me in shock.