Tilly

Tilly walked back to her desk, taking her lipstick from her bag. She placed a layer of gloss over her lips, making them look warm, wet and inviting.

“Fuck, I’ll be the one in a frenzy when she comes in here,” Jackson said.

“I think it’s her armour.”

She took a smell of her lipstick and placed it back in her bag. Jackson and I glanced at each other.

“Which means she is worried about you,” Jackson said.

Jackson took a seat at the table, which gave him a superb view of the lift doors. Not that Tilly could see Jackson, as the glass was one-way. We’d had the glass removed and replaced with triple glazed privacy glass. The three of us were super private, our pack, especially Cruz.

So private he preferred life as a hermit in his ivory tower, the same tower we lived together, but at least Jackson and I came out of the home. I think Cruz had ideals that once we found our Omega, he’d be around for her always. And he was excited and looked at a more suitable property, one with a large garden for all the children he planned on us having.

But giving him his due, because he always believed Tilly was our Omega. He said he’d seen her, scented her and knew she was his and as we were in a pack, we took his word for it. We never disagreed.

The knock at the door took me out of my reverie.

Keep fucking calm.

“Don’t fucking scare her with your deep shit,” Jackson growled.

“Come in,” I shouted as I walked to the table, trying to make this as normal as possible. I took my seat and turned my head to the door.

Jackson was staring, perhaps panting, his patience wearing thin now that he knew for sure.

The door opened slowly, and she popped her head around the door. I curled my finger. She inhaled lightly, walked to where we were and glanced at her presentation on the table.

I smiled as I looked at Jackson. His eyes closed as he inhaled her sweet scent. He was still salivating. That was Jackson... no class.

Unlike me.

She tied her chocolate coloured hair in a high ponytail, giving me the best view of her slender neck. Flesh I want to sink my teeth into as I claimed her as mine. I already knew the spot, halfway down the back of her delicate neck. My cock throbbed.

My eyes found hers as she stared from me to her work on the table as she gripped her purse, the purse that was like an IV lifeline she needed to drag around with her.

The work on the table was a ruse, anything we could to get her in a room with us and try to chip away at the wall she’d built around her.

I remained standing, towering over her, even in her high-heels, sexy as fuck as they were. I could tell she was nowhere near the height she wanted us to believe she was.

Her face rose to my face, her mouth widened into a smile. “What can I help you with?” she asked, trying to look composed, but she couldn’t hold my gaze and looked away, glancing at the table. “Did I do something wrong? Do I need to change something?”

“Take a seat,” Jackson grunted.

Tilly squeaked, and I tried to hold back my grin. She placed her hand on the chair on the opposite side of the table and I pulled out the one next to Jackson. “There you go,” I said.

She sighed as she took her seat, glanced at Jackson, and wrapped her arms around herself as she rubbed at her arms, scratching the surface as her nails ran from her shoulders to her elbows.

“Cold?” I asked.

“Mm, sorry. No. I was... I’m nervous about what’s wrong with my work.”

There was nothing wrong with her work. Every single thing we looked at was amazing. We’d already tried that angle to get her into the office, even the ruse to make her present in front of us.

But nothing seemed to fluster her.

Hopefully, this was it, being sat between two alphas and not just any alphas, her alphas because she was our omega. Once we could get her to trust us and stop the chemicals she put inside her body to stop it.

But she needed to feel us.

I pulled out the chair next to her, and I was sure she squeaked again when my thigh brushed against hers.

But as I raked my gaze across her face, her chin tipped up slightly and her eyes closed.

I glanced at Jackson and smiled.

That one move was all it took to know she was loving our alpha scents.