Chapter 16- Valen

Before I know it, it’s lunchtime, and I find myself wishing I was going home to give Wren her lunch. We have fallen into a routine, and it’s slowly becoming comfortable. However, I can’t blow Graven off. We have our tradition, and I don’t want to blow him off. He also would be suspicious about why I wanted to go to my omega over spending time with him. As much as Graven adores his omegas, he would never blow me off for them.

So, I head to meet Graven by his car as a sinking feeling of dread creeps over me. Was it because of Wren or something else? The only other time I skipped bringing Wren a meal was when the rogues attacked, and I felt shitty for not leaving her at least snacks. By the time I got home to her, she thought I had left her to die in the den.

This time I left her plenty of food and water. Goddess, I’m making her sound like a fucking pet. How do other alphas and betas do this with their omegas? I know I’m not the only one to lock my omega up when I’m not home. Still, it