30. Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Owen

O ur new mate is the head of Goldcrest Omega Academy, the place my parents wanted me to come to “pick out” an Omega for my mate. It was built to be the one academy for the super-rich of this country, and its rules were modelled after the ideals of people like my parents.

Male Alphas who were brought up to think their preferences were the only things that mattered.

Female Omegas who were raised to worship their mates and do nothing but support them.

On the outside, the academy sells a dream to the Omegas whose parents are elite enough to get them in. Everything the academy puts out into the public eye suggests how much easier it is to meet your true mate when you’re in what they call “the right place.”

It’s all marketing bullshit.

In reality the academy was only ever about giving a bunch of rich Alphas a place to find Omegas their parents pre-approved of as potential mates. Can’t have their sons go out into the world where they might get mated to someone whose family isn’t as rich and powerful as theirs.

It felt like a fucked-up idea to me a decade ago, and I expected nothing to have changed.

Finding out Goldcrest has started to change is one thing.

Discovering my newly uncovered true mate is the one making that happen is something else entirely. She’s got the heart of an Alpha. It takes real guts to do what she did, and serious conviction to stand steady while she rocked the foundation of this elite brothel.

Not only that, but she isn’t doing this for herself.

She’s doing it for the Omegas.

She cares about them.

The way she spoke, I felt it. She wants them to know the truth, and she wants this to be a real fucking school where they actually learn things that can help them understand themselves.

She was completely made for Ezra.

The two of them together could change the whole damn world.

Unfortunately, that kind of energy doesn’t tend to go uncontested.

That’s what I’m here for. That’s why she needs me.

I’ll protect her the way she needs to be protected from the threats that are going to fall in her path. Pete will do the same. We’re the guardians of our pack. We know how to fight to win.

Shadow will help remind her how to relax, like he does with Ezra.

They both have a hard-working spirit, as well as being caring towards others.

And neither of them is particularly good at taking care of themselves, it seems.

She’s enjoying the food she was ready to leave to get back to work.

The sounds she makes are vaguely sexual and increasingly difficult to completely ignore.

I douse my arousal with the thought of having to get into a physical fight.

I need to stay sharp and focused, ready for anything.

When she finishes eating, I’m relieved.

She gets up and makes a phone call, asking the kitchen to come pick up the tray.

Then, she turns to me. “Try not to scare the life out of whoever comes to pick that up, okay?”

“I’ll try,” I agree.

She sighs and moves around the desk to sit down.

Stifling a yawn, it takes her a few seconds before she starts to type.

I listen out for footsteps outside the door.

That reception area is cavernous.

It makes it a lot easier to tell when someone’s coming from that direction.

I do my best not to frighten the same girl who comes back to retrieve the tray.

She doesn’t make eye contact with me as she rushes out of the office.

Just a regular Beta who’s a little bit afraid of Alpha presences.

I think I can rule her out as a suspect.

I close the door and turn back to Lana.

She slowly stops typing before she looks up at me.

“I think it might be time for bed.”