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He brings me baggy sweatshirts and lounge pants to change into, so I’m not stuck in the same clothes every day. I do my best to act appreciative and let him live in his delusion. When he’s not in the room, I use the shower at lightning speed; keeping myself relatively clean with the bar of soap he’s provided.
Finally, I’m given a time frame.
“You’ve been here almost a month,” he says, perching on the closed toilet. He nudges my knee with his sneaker. “I think I’m doing a great job of taking care of you.”
He’s in one of his good moods, so I try my best to give him a smile. I’m sure it comes out like a grimace.
A month.
A month of no suppressants.
Weeks of being in this windowless room, sleeping against a bathroom wall.
Weeks since I’ve heard from Landon or River.
When I think about them, the breath leaves my lungs.
Are they looking for me? Or am I just another Omega on the long list of missing persons?
Sorrow overtakes me, my heart breaking every time I think of them.
They’ve forgotten me.
They don’t want me.
I wonder if Vincent even remembers me.
My mating gland is sore and angry with neglect.
The fake pheromones that my captor—John—wears make my head spin.
“What do you think?” he asks suddenly, snapping me out of my train of thought.
“What?” I croak.
“Do you think I’m doing a good job? I could take care of an Omega, right? I’m taking care of you. Am I doing a good job?” He fires off his questions at a rapid pace, looking down at me with wide eyes.
I place my hand on my forehead, groaning.
“Oh shit, I’ll get you some aspirin. Shit,” he hisses, jumping up and stomping out of the bathroom. He curses to himself as he hurries out of the room.
I grimace and sit up, placing my head in my hands.
Nausea rolls in my gut.
“I could take care of an Omega, right?”
There’s something obvious I’m missing.
Yes, he’s a drug manufacturer, but there’s more to it.
Why does he want to smell like an Alpha so badly?
My head is killing me, I’m cold, and I can’t stay awake for long.
As I drift back to sleep, it finally clicks.
He wants an Omega of his own.
