Candy & Her Saints: Pack Bonds Omegaverse by Rosemary A Johns

Author:Rosemary A Johns [Johns, Rosemary A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-12T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Saint Cage, Haven

“OG, Omega Ghost, lives through there?” I stare dubiously at the intimidating door.

It’s heavy, large, and iron.

It leads down into the Saint Cage’s basement.

Only half an hour ago, Lincoln drew me down a grand, sweeping staircase. Then he collected a breakfast tray from the kitchen.

Now, we’re standing together in a silent, elegant corridor, which has high ceilings and gold edged wallpaper.

The door is like a rotting tooth in a beautiful man’s smile.

It makes my skin crawl.

I shiver.

My heart is hammering.

OG, the male Omega who we plan to rescue, is on the other side of this door.

He’s a prisoner.

Broken.

Feral.

Yet the way that Thomas spoke about him made me feel that he’d have bonded with Ghost, if it wasn’t forbidden.

He desperately wanted us to be kind to him.

Hell, I expected to rescue Ghost from Thomas’ cruelty.

Yet Thomas appears to need rescuing alongside Ghost.

Alpha and Omega are both prisoners in this cage.

It shows that you can’t judge by appearances.

One of my bestselling creations for the bakery is the Dough Knot: it’s an optical illusion because it looks like a donut, but when you cut into it, it’s actually a cake.

Nothing is what it seems.

How often is what’s inside something…or someone…the same as what’s on the outside?

I run my fingers over the sky blue blanket that I’m clutching.

I’m bringing it as an Omega offering for Ghost.

Omegas love gifts, and since we’re in the same pack now, this is my way of showing that I’m not going to treat Ghost badly or push him around. It’s the softest blanket from Thomas’ bed with beautiful green threading on the sides.

If Ghost’s been kept alone, then he’ll be touch starved. The sensory feel of it will help him.

I hope that he’s allowed to keep it.

Thomas said that I could take it for him because it’s only bedding. Plus, he’ll love it, since it’ll match his eyes.

I study a small plastic section at the base of the iron door. “Is that a cat door?”

Lincoln chuckles. “It’s the most important part. Tom rescued a cat from the shelter he volunteers at chiefly because he knew how much she’d mean to Ghost. The cat’s adopted Ghost like she’s his self-appointed protector. A kitty warrior. She barely leaves his side, apart from to jump on Tom’s head to demand food at 3 a.m. or to chase the peacocks. Tom pretends to be cool toward her, especially when she gets hairs over his posh suits. But when he thinks no one is looking, he picks her up and cuddles her. He slips her treats, especially cheese. He’s totally kitty whipped.”

“What’s she called? I always wanted a pack cat.”

“Sugar.” Lincoln shifts the tray of food that he’s carrying between his hands. “Huh, that’s close to Candy, right? He named her after you. But then, you purr and demand strokes too.”

I narrow my eyes. “I can also scratch and bite.”

Lincoln’s eyes become half-hooded. “Promise?”

I nudge him with my shoulder. “You know it. This male Omega has a big appetite then…?”

I lick

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