An Omega For Sale by Kess

Chapter 55

I wasn’t sure how long it had been since he had been awake and watching me but I could only imagine that he would have been thinking through everything just the way I had been doing since my eyes flipped open.

Everything that had happened last night was far from my expectations. It was surreal.

And perfect.

But not in the way that everyone assumed the word to be.

This was far from the way most girls described their perfect. My situation wasn’t exactly the fairytale that most people yearned for but it suited me.

I wondered what would happen if the Alpha came out to meet me on his bed again. Maybe him exiting the room was a warning for me. I could hear the shower running, so it meant that I had enough time to leave the room.

There had been no words exchanged between us while he was still on the bed and I had been unable to discern the look in his eyes in the darkness of the room but what if he got back into the room and got furious that I was still curled up in his bed.

I slipped out of the bed and began pulling my clothes onto my frame. The blinking red lights of the clock on the nightstand showed 4:11

Once I was done slipping on my clothes, I moved with stealth towards the door, pulling it open, then shutting it firmly but quietly behind me the moment I exited.

The entire house was eerily quiet and I knew that there was no one milling around at this time but it felt as though the walls were watching me, judging me in fact.

in the hallway were turned on and they seemed to be beating heavily down on me. It felt too bright and even as I walked down the grand stairs it felt like every step I took had the lights shining down on

quarters but a creaking in the kitchen stopped

come in hours earlier but I had a feeling that he would have.

kitchen, heart thudding wildly in its cage but before I could get to the edge of the doorframe, Emilia walked out of the kitchen almost bumping into my frame.

obviously

frame and for a moment I felt self conscious. Was it obvious were I was coming from

Could she tell?

from my position and the moment she noticed my eyes on her hands she moved them behind her back and 1 furrowed my

painting her face eased and was replaced with the judgmental mask that usually always painted her

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her eyes, the distance between myself and the stairs and myself and the door that led to the maid quarters her eyes furrowed in suspicion.

are you coming from?” She asked, in that ever judgement filled, bitter tone of hers that I

also be up at this time and her previous location was suspicious, but I was yet to judge it question her. Why did she feel like she could do it

the garden I presume. Is

Mouth opening and closing like

I was getting some fresh air. She replied, doing

didn’t add