Chapter 3

Three

OLIVIA

" Y es, I understand," I said, my heart pounding. I didn't expect this alpha to suddenly get so serious. He continued massaging my thighs, and my heart pounded hard in my chest, wishing he'd separate them.

No, I couldn't keep thinking these thoughts.

Breathe, Olivia.

"Are you enjoying the massage?" he asked me.

"Mhm," I said, melting like chocolate underneath his fingers. Even the embarrassment of my scent being all over the place didn't bother me. I was sure he smelt many omegas during his days here. "How long have you worked as an alpha handler? If that's even a real job."

"Three years. And it's a real job."

"Do you get paid to cuddle omegas?" I asked, laughing. "That's the dream job for an alpha."

"Not if you have a conscience," he replied, and I was starting to wonder again why he was preventing me from going into heat and why he cared so much if I did.

"Have you ever had an omega to yourself? Like a pack omega?" I asked, curious how he even got here if all he was doing was giving out heat suppressant pills to omegas without getting caught.

"I have not," he said. "Sure, I had some fun back in the day, but I had come to a new realization."

"Which is?"

"I don't want to talk about that, Liv. Do you care if I call you that for short?"

"No," I said, closing my eyes when he massaged out another kink in my lower back. "People call me Olivia, Liv, Libby."

"Alright, we're all done then, Liv," he said, rubbing his hand one last time down my back. I ached for his hand to touch my ass, just to squeeze it a little bit, but he removed his hand, and cold air replaced the warmth he created.

"Thank you," I said, slowly sitting up on the bed, trying to get my bearings. I was a little dizzy from being so relaxed in that position. I looked at the time and realized an entire half hour had passed before I even realized it. He helped me stand up, and I was a little crestfallen when his body wasn't as close to mine anymore. "Do omegas usually get different handlers each night?"

"The alpha handler will continue to bring the omega to heat if they are compatible with each other, so the process can be quicker," he explained.

"How do they know they are compatible?"

"There will be chemistry between the alpha and omega. Sparks, you can say."

"Oh," I said, not wanting to seem desperate or anything. It wouldn't even make sense to start a relationship anyways if I wanted to fucking escape. But not many males piqued my interest like him. He was well-spoken and seemed intelligent, which was such a turn-on for me. "I need to go to my room."

I quickly threw on my dress, and he led me down the hallway with a hand on the small of my back. I needed a shower badly after perfuming so much from being aroused. I could smell my cherry scent literally seeping from my pores with each step to my room. Sergio walked me all the way to my door, and I thanked him.

"I'll see you later," he said in a low voice, his gaze locked onto mine. We stood like that for thirty seconds, and I nodded, breathless, as he opened my door. "Go ahead and relax for now before you have to entertain a big dumbheaded oaf like myself."

My face cracked into a smile, and he smiled back as he left me standing there.

I burst into my room, closed the door, and held a hand to my beating heart. What the fuck just happened? I couldn't believe I was starting to have feelings for this mysterious alpha. But at the same time, I couldn't deny the attraction I felt for Sergio. He was nothing like any of the other alphas. Not at all. Breathing hard, I quickly stripped down, dropping the sweaty mass of cherry-scented clothes into the bin that the betas would take in the morning to wash.

I grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom. But before I could take a step towards it, I heard a knocking at the door. The door opened, and the blue-haired alpha I'd seen in the Social Room stood there at the entrance, looking as creepy as ever.

"Oh my god!" I squealed, quickly wrapping the towel around me. I forgot what his name was.

Oh yeah. His name was Brett . The weird one.

He stepped into the room and closed the door softly with a click. His energy wasn't at all the same as Sergio's. It was more wild and aggressive. When he looked at me, he was intense, and I could see the darkness lurking just behind his gaze.

"I saw you and your friend staring at me this morning," he said in a low voice, approaching me slowly. I didn't dare move for fear he'd approach me even faster. I didn't know what to expect from this alpha. His scent was like gasoline when he stopped in front of me, lifting my chin with his finger. My pulse elevated in fear now instead of the amazing high I felt earlier with Sergio. "What were you two talking about?"

"Nothing," I said quickly, but he didn't believe me. He gripped my shoulders, leading me to the bed. "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to help you go into heat," he said with a thin smile, pushing me onto the bed and making me fall onto my back. Then he ripped my towel open and inhaled deeply, taking a whiff of my pussy. "Your scent is all over the hallways. Just calling to me."

I swallowed with dread.

Sergio

Damn .

Olivia was going to be a tough one to fight my feelings for. My hands missed the texture of her smooth skin as I walked away from her door and into the alpha quarters, which were on the opposite wing of the building.

She was very different than most of the omegas here.

The omegas were either very combative or extremely whiny. She was neither. She took everything in with a thoughtful acceptance that I found very attractive, even though she wasn't happy here.

When I finally reached my room, I locked the door behind me and unbuckled my silver belt, letting my pants drop down my sinewy thighs covered in black hair. I gripped my hard dick with a rag in my other hand.

My eyes closed, picturing Liv in my mind. With her on the massage table and her ass jiggling for me. I fucking craved to touch her luscious butt. To massage her thoroughly until she was completely satisfied. Gripping my cock harder, I envisioned pulling down her panties which were damp from the massage, and watching her trembling pussy respond to my every touch.

"Fuck," I said out loud when I exploded into the rag. I sat in the chair, breathing hard as I wiped my hands clean. I had to get ahold of myself around her, especially if I was going to be her handler. I couldn't let things get out of control, or else I'd unwillingly bring her to heat, which I didn't want to happen to her.

It would ruin all my purpose of being here.

After a quick shower, I pulled on my uniform, excited to finish up the rest of the day because I had Liv to look forward to. It was about two hours before it was time for the cuddle session, and I couldn't fucking wait to hold her naked body in my arms. As I buttoned up my shirt, my packmate Ian came bursting in.

"Dude," I said, shaking my head.

"I was wondering where you disappeared off to," he said, pushing back his floppy blond hair with a grin. "What were you doing?"

"It's none of your concern," I said gruffly.

"I saw your eye on that omega. The one we cuddled last night with the very curly hair."

I groaned. I didn't need him to know that I had feelings for her. It was feelings of lust and nothing more.

"Yes, so?"

"So you have feelings for her?" said Ian, grinning even more widely. "After all this time of avoiding it."

"I do not," I said. "It's dangerous to fall for an omega here."

"When is the raid happening? Aren't you supposed to be informing the Royal Pack?"

"Shut up," I growled, slamming my door shut so no one could hear. Ian knew better than to talk loudly about me working undercover for the government. There weren't cameras in the alphas' rooms, but I couldn't risk it. Ian was working undercover with me to expose this operation of breeding omegas. "It's happening soon, but I don't know exactly when. Evan is there right now."

Evan was the third alpha in my pack and took the most dangerous missions, being the actual informant. He would be back tonight with news on the latest of the outside world.

"What are you going to do once all this is over?" asked Ian. "Pick an omega for our pack?"

I sighed heavily.

"Only if she wanted to," I said, thinking instantly of Olivia and her glossy curls. I wondered what her curls looked like down there, and my cock began to instantly stir to life again. "Let's just hope it all goes well with Evan. The problem is that he doesn't have enough proof of mistreatment."

"And the only way is if one of us works at the other building," nodded Ian. "And we know for a fact that's where omegas go to die."

A heaviness settled in my soul at the thought. I had only been there on short visits, but I'd seen the mistreatment and how they were held in cells after giving birth. Then, they would be brought back to this building, devoid of excitement and energy after their baby had been taken away to foster care.

And I knew a lot about living in foster care since I was one of those children.

"Yes," I said shortly.

"Fuck, I'm sorry. I forgot," he said.

"It's fine," I said, trying to block the memories for now. My mother was the only reason I was here. "Tonight, we'll be Olivia's handlers again."

"So you're feeling something with her?"

"We're the best match for her," I said. "Without a doubt. I don't want another alpha in there with her. She deserves to be saved."