They both nod. At least they know exactly how I feel. We’ll never be alone in that.
I stare out the window, wishing the car she left in would appear again. “I think she might love us, too. She’s scared and overwhelmed, but this can’t be one-sided. She needs to admit we mean something to her, too. What we need to do now is be ready for that moment.”
We spend the rest of the flight discussing all the ways we’ll be the perfect pack for her. She just needs to come home.
Chapter 27
Madi
The driver takes me to the main part of the smaller airport. It’s crowded and loud, overstimulating me in the worst way, but my flight from Santorini to Athens is quick.
We’ve only been separated for such a short time, but already, my body hurts. A horrible tugging sensation eats at me, demanding I return to them.
The Athens airport has too many different smells. It erases theirs. I had no idea how much I’d miss it, but now that it’s gone, I wish I had asked for some of their clothing to soothe the ache.
Boarding is a tedious task, but finally, I’m seated in business class. Of course, not long after, an alpha appears. He’s about my age, sunburnt from vacation, and his short blond hair is pushed back. The asshat takes one look at me and the gleam of his eye turns predatory, staring down at my chest.
Omegas need their own damn airlines.
“Well, isn’t it my lucky day?” he says in a smooth, flirty tone that I’m sure he thinks is alluring, but it reminds me of aslimy used car salesman. It also tells me he’s well practiced at bothering omegas.
Fucker.
Something occurs to me. As a sugar baby, I always played nice with alphas. You never knew who was friends with whom, or which alpha might make for a great donor or client. I always ensured my reputation was one I was proud of. The sweeter I was, the more money I made.
But I’m not an omega for hire anymore. I don’t have to give a shit about what this random-ass alpha thinks. I grab the magazine I purchased out of my bag and flip it to a random page.
“No, it’s really not, and there’s no reason for you to speak to me for the duration of this flight.”
“Damn, baby, no need to be like that,” he says, flopping down into the seat next to me and leaning in close so only I can hear. “We got a long flight ahead of us and we can have somefun, join some clubs while we’re in the air.”
My heartache over missing my alphas shifts into something angry, and he recoils when I slowly turn to face him, lip curling. “Listen up, you limp dick ass-waffle. I doubt there’s an omega on earth who would take you up on your disgusting offer. Why do you think just because I have the unfortunate experience of existing near you that I want to talk or look at you? Who would ever even consider touching your dirty dick? Next time you wonder why you’re single, think back to this moment, and know you repulse me and probably every other omega who has ever been unlucky enough to meet you.”
“How do you know I’m single?” he spits out at me.
“’Cause you’re a jackass.” I push the call button above me, alerting a flight attendant, who quickly comes over.
“Is there a problem?” she asks in a polite, customer service voice.
“Yes, I’d prefer not to sit next to an alpha who’s going to harass me for twelve hours, propositioning me for sex. Is there anywhere else I could sit?”
She looks between us and nods. “Let me see what I can do.”
The alpha next to me appears absolutely offended. It makes me happy.
“No need to be a bitch about it,” he mutters.
Before I can say anything, the beta flight attendant returns. The glare in her eyes tells me she overheard him. “Sir, that type of language is unacceptable. Miss, I have somewhere else for you to sit. Please follow me.”
I gather up my things. The flight attendant moves me a few rows back, and thankfully, the seat next to mine is empty.
“I’m so sorry you’ve had a bad experience so early into the flight.” She hands me a glass of champagne. “They’re always like that, aren’t they?”
Normally, I would agree—that’s been my experience, too. “There are three good ones out there.”
She laughs at that. “I’d love to meet them. If you need anything else, let me know.”
We smile at each other before she leaves.
