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Tom took his hand as he smiled at me. “Omi, this is Jonas. Jonas, this Naomi,” Tom introduced us to each other. “It’s nice to meet you,” I said as I held my hand out to him. “Do I know you from somewhere?” “Ummm…not really, but you know my father. He’s Rip’s business partner.” My eyes widened. “Holy shit! You’re the Jonas! I’ve heard so much about you. Are you and my bestie dating?” Tom groaned as he shoved me playfully. “Stop it, Naomi! Don’t embarrass him.”

And Tom. Tom the Cracksman, born in Whitechapel in 1974, fae-touched at age seven, thief of thirty years, member of Callum Brennan's coalition from its first year, dead at age fifty-one inside a building he chose to hold standing with his own body's remaining resources while the people he worked with carried a child to safety through the east passage.

He adds with a playful wiggle of his eyebrows. I give him a pointed look as this is an argument I suspect will continue having until the baby is born. “And I told you baby girls are dominant in my grandmother's line, beautiful ones too” I finish with a playful flip of my hair. “Now where are you going?” Tommy arranges the right sleeve of his leather jacket, tugging a little on the silver Zip sewn at the side “I have to meet Diego and Gio in the city for an errand… and no, you can’t come” he adds quickly when I start to smile.

Tommy gestured to each of us. Jonah and Kylie were squirming inwardly at Tommy's hot dad. "Ladies, meet my father. Liv Skarsgard." Fuck.

“Mr. Jenkins, hello, I’m Tomas Soros. We met a few weeks back, and I’m here trying to convince this young man to stop delaying and leave this area. I’m sure this accident hinders your business, but this boy is difficult to deal with.” Tomas said, losing all his arrogance when Jenkins arrived next to them.

accompanied by a playful wink. Engaging in light-hearted banter, Jenna retorted, "You may claim me, little wolf, but not until you've explored every inch from head to toe. Apparently, your javelin lacked the size earlier, but fear not, dimensions hold no significance for me, my little wolf." Tommy's eyes widened. "Little? Wait until you recover, and you'll witness how 'little' I was," Tommy jokes, playfully showcasing the dynamic of their mate bond.

he said and we all laughed. That night we all sure ate a lot of ramen and prepared chicken with it. Even Tomo had fun all the way, I saw the was she looked at Bryan, although she might be a bit older maybe he could replace Yagami. I don't want to rush into conclusion but Bryan is a sweet and good hearted boy.

Tom is a cute 8 years old kid with ash blond hair and dark blue eyes, he is the son of one of the Omegas in the pack. "Hi Tom," I said smiling at him while ruffling his hair. "Hi Alpha, can i have my ball back please" He said while giving me a cute toothy smile. "Sure, but first tell me that have you been behaving well at school, last time i checked you were disturbing your teacher a lot" i asked with a questioning look. "Yes Alpha, when you got into the accident i prayed to the moon goddess that if she makes you better then i will not disturb my teacher at school anymore" he said while giving me his cute smile.

"I'm Tommy," TO BE CONTINUED...

“With what? Told you we will talk.” “Not that and don’t bullshit me bitch. What’s up with the guy at Trust?” “He is a guy I know from somewhere.” “Doesn’t feel like so. Have you two banged?” “Tomboy got smashed?” Tim grins propping his elbows on the counter. “Just shut up Tim. This is a girl’s talk.” “Frankie shouldn’t be counted as a girl. She is a tomboy. Where is your cap by the way? Must admit you look good this way. You have great hair.”