Chapter Sixteen

Leonel's POV

First thing in the morning when I wake up, while I'm eating with the higher ranks of Northridge. While Travis and Janus themselves show me around, and even at night after our meeting before I close my eyes.

The little Omega named Klaire never left my mind, and she almost occupied it.

Her face, her personality, her laugh, the way she talks, the way she'll look up at me through her lashes or scrunch up her face whenever she thinks too deeply.

Damn it, why am I noticing small things about her? It's my third day, and she's slowly taking over me.

"Alpha?"

I snapped my head to Janus and remembered that he was showing me a bit of their training routine. I must have spaced out for a while.

"My apologies. My mind went back to my home." I told him with a small chuckle, and my eyes continued watching their warriors, which only consisted of higher ranks.

It was a brief show of power and strength—or as they'd like it to appear so but all I saw was a pathetic excuse for training.