Ronan's POVAuren’s scent led me down to the Omegas' kitchen. It was warm and loud.I stood in the doorway for a moment, watching the chaos unfold. Omegas moved between the counters, their hands busy with pots, knives, and bowls.Steam rose from a large kettle in the corner. The air smelled of bread and herbs and something sweet baking in the oven.“Found her,” Melon roared underneath.My eyes found Auren, and a small smile tugged at my lips.Auren stood near the washing basin, a cloth in her hands, wiping a plate dry. Her sleeves were rolled up past her elbows. A strand of hair had escaped its tie and hung across her cheek.She didn't notice me watching. She was laughing at something the omega beside her had said.I walked in slowly. The noise didn't stop immediately, but one by one, the omegas noticed me.Their hands stilled, their conversations faded.They looked at me, then at each other, then back at me.Auren looked up, her eyes widened.“Alpha?”I crossed the room, my boots echo
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