“I love to hold a good party,” Ethan admits with a grin. “But not as much as we’d really like. Work keeps us busy and then there’s the whole…” He trails off, and his eyes cut away like he’s guilty. “It’s okay.” I keep my voice gentle. “You can tell me.” “Well, it’s a little awkward, seeing as you’re an unmated Omega. But part of why we’ve been holding back a little on having people over is that we want to have an Omega for our pack.” He sounds incredibly earnest when he says it, and it startles me. The charming man who cracks jokes and seems to have a permanent smirk on his face isn’t the kind
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