Claiming their Omega

Just breathe. I sucked in a deep breath and slowly blew it out. It did nothing to calm my racing heart. My legs felt like jelly and I was sure that I was shaking like a leaf. I didn't do well in stressful situations. In fact, I didn't do well in any situation that included dealing with people. Mother had told me that some important people were going to be at the house for dinner and that father expected me to join them. I had been dressed like a doll by the maids per her instructions to make sure that I didn't end up ruining anything. The dress was uncomfortable, the material made my skin itch, and the shoes were a size too small. Everything I was wearing had been handpicked by my mother. Which was another indication of how important the dinner was for them. I sucked in another deep breath and pressed a shaky hand to my stomach. They were waiting for me in the dining room. I was running late even though I had been dressed an hour before the set time for dinner to start. Ner

Daisy was right about her sister. Isabella had no talent, but everybody acted like her little performance was Oscar-worthy. I stood near the window, trying my best not to glare at the guest lingering about. It would have been in his favour if he just attended the meeting Valiant had set up last week.What was he hoping to gain with all these people around? My lips twitched. He thought that they would make me go easy on him, but he was in for a surprise. I was going to do everything it took to get my money back from the bastard. Sure, I didn’t need it. But I wanted it back. Taking a sip of my drink, I searched the room for a certain omega. “She’s not here.”I frowned at him. “Who?”“Daisy.” Valiant smirked. “I’m not looking for her.”He leaned closer. “Liar,” he breathed. I turned, but he moved back to my side, giving me no choice but to look at him. “I’ve been mingling,” he muttered, glancing around to make sure that there was nobody within earshot. “They are all crawled up his

Their home was not what I expected. It was a penthouse in the middle of the city. The car was parked in an underground parking that was specially reserved for Alexander Wyatt. There was a pin code that had to be entered for the elevator to go straight up to the penthouse. Alexander stepped out of the elevator and walk right over to the dark oak door. He paused briefly before he pushed the door open and entered the penthouse. “Come on,” Valiant urged softly with a hand pressed to the small of my back. A light above the stove was on and a single lamp in the living room. It didn’t give me much light to take it all in, not that it mattered. Valiant steered me away from the living room, down a dark hall, and towards a door at the end. He pushed it open and stepped inside first to switch on the light. Everything about the room was simple. A bed and bedside tables, a closet, and a tall window with a view of half the city. The wall was painted a light green that matched the bed sheets.

“Daisy isn’t in her room.”My eyes snapped up from the newspaper. “What do you mean she’s not in her room?”“Don’t fuck with me Val,” Alex growled. “I checked the nest and the bathroom. She’s not here!”“You think that she left?” I frowned. “Why would she leave?”“Because John told her that she would be staying for two weeks, not a fucking month.”Letting out a sigh, I closed the newspaper and neatly folded it before I placed it down on the table. He was angry, and angry Alexander made stupid decisions. “Maybe she just went for a walk,” I suggested. “Is her stuff still in the room?”He either ignored me or didn’t hear my question. “What if she’s meeting him somewhere? What if they are making plans for her to feed him information about us?”It was a possibility, I silently agreed, but very unlikely. “I get the feeling that Daisy dislikes John as much as we do. If she felt anything－”“She lives under his roof,” Alex interrupted. “Exactly.” I sat up. “We can use her to get information

“Why are you in such a good mood?”It was extremely rare for Valiant to be bright-eyed and happy at eight o’clock on a Monday morning. Grumpy was one word I constantly used to describe him when he was working on a case.“Can’t I just be happy?” he questioned, raising an eyebrow.I walked past him to pour myself a cup of coffee. “You’re usually not this happy when you’re in the middle of a case.”“If you want to know so badly…” He rolled his eyes. “Daisy agreed to organize my closet. Once I have my lucky tie, this case will be solved in no time.”I had a feeling that it was about more than his lucky tie. Knowing Valiant, I wasn’t going to get any answers out of him unless he volunteered to tell me himself.After downing half my cup of coffee, I set it aside and started pulling things out to make breakfast. Alex already left for work so it was just Daisy, Valiant, and me.“Are you staying for breakfast?” I asked him.“Depends. What are you making?”I smiled. “Pancakes.”Valiant choked o