“That’s perfect,” I said. “I’d love to have the opportunity.”
“Let’s see how you interact with the team while I contact HR, but as far as I’m concerned, everything logistically looks good. Let’s call it a trial run.”
“Thank you, sir. I appreciate the opportunity.”
I held out my hand. The alpha wrapped his fingers around mine, giving it one firm shake, looking pleased with himself.
This close I should have been able to scent him. I was hoping it would clear my earlier panic. Unfortunately, it seemed he used some sort of scent-dampening spray.
The same kind that Roxie had doused herself with before we left the room.
She had reassured me that I didn’t need to do the same, but I was beginning to rethink that decision. If everyone around me was going to be lacking a scent, it would only make me stand out more.
Everything about this trip felt loaded now and I couldn’t wait for it to be over already.
Chapter
Eleven
Hayes
Iwatched the two omegas walk away from me, my phone still in hand. The résumé I’d been studying was still on the screen. On paper, Rylan seemed like a good fit, but the fact that he was roommates with Roxie, complicated things beyond measure.
I wasn’t entirely sure I could trust him, especially when I didn’t trust her at all.
There were only two more players to greet, so I put my phone aside and opened up my laptop to continue my earlier work.
As much as I hated to admit it, I’d spent the better part of the past month and a half gathering everything I could find on Roxie. Scouring her socials and anything with her name to find ammo.
Kingsford was set on his plans for her. But, I wanted nothing to do with these interviews or articles. I didn’t care how much he paid this omega. There was no way she was unbiased.
She was the sole reason that the Narwhals were shown to be such assholes, and as much as I hated what they did andabsolutely did not condone the way they treated their omega, that didn’t tell me she was capable of unbiased journalism when it came to this team.
I’ve been gathering ammo to put an end to this bullshit. But, unfortunately, there was nothing to find.
This omega was driving me insane and had from the first time I saw her. Hell, the first time Kingsford mentioned her name.
I bet she even had a sickly sweet scent. One I couldn’t stand.
Not that I’d know. She wore scent-dampening spray like I did. She likely wore it as a way to keep herself neutral among all of us. A protective technique, seeing as she was surrounded by nothing but deltas and an alpha out here.
I scrubbed a hand over my face. This was obsessive and I needed to get a fucking grip. Between finding nothing on her and my alpha constantly pushing back, I was losing it. We’d been unsettled since she arrived.
It went against every alpha to dislike an omega this much, but there was nothing I could do about it.
Ineededher gone. Her and her bullshit articles.
My job was to make this team strong and cohesive. I expected my guys to act a certain way, and I had worked my team hard enough that I knew they respected me and would keep up standards.
Now Jeremiah Kingsford had stuck our entire team in a resort with her. No cameras, alcohol, and the team putting their guard down was a recipe for disaster.
I had to stay on top of this.
Fuck, I hated feeling out of control. This situation was a fucking trainwreck.
Deltas were unpredictable at best, and these players had been working hard for weeks. They needed this release, and yet I couldn’t safely give it to them.
I ran my hand through my hair for the millionth time, wishing there was anything I could do to stop this nonsense.
