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  Secret Omega:

  Alpha Meets Omega Dating App Series

  By: Sky Winters

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  Table of Contents

  Secret Omega: Alpha Meets Omega Dating App

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

  CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

  CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

  CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

  CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

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  Secret Omega: Alpha Meets Omega Dating App

  CHAPTER ONE

  Jaycee

  You can’t go home again. That’s what people say, but in her case, it was true. Jaycee Carmichael had made a choice, and she would pay for it. A part of her was heartbroken, but mostly, she was relieved. More importantly, she was free to be whatever she wanted. Barely out of college and just past her twenty-second birthday, she was ready to take on the world.

  “Here are the keys. If anything breaks, call me. Number’s on the lease. Rent’s due again on the first. As long as it’s paid on time, you’ll get no bother from us. You won’t even know we’re around other than passing one another in the communal areas.”

  “Thanks,” Jaycee replied, flashing him a smile before he turned and left, closing the door behind him.

  She looked around at her new studio apartment. It was tiny; not much bigger than her bedroom back home. There was a full bathroom and a small kitchen area with only a microwave and half fridge. Other than that, the room held a full-sized bed and matching bedside table on one side and a loveseat and coffee table on the other. None of the furniture was anything spectacular; just simple pine you’d buy in bulk for places like this.

  The place was old, sporting block walls and exposed metal beams that had recently been painted a neutral eggshell color. The large glass windowpanes that made up one side of the place let in plenty of light, but the view was nothing to write home about. She could see all of Seattle, but it was the industrial side of town. This entire building used to be some sort of factory that had been purchased and renovated into these studio apartments. She’d been lucky to get one of them and even luckier to get this one. Though it was supposed to be identical to the rest in its inner design, it had some perks most of the others did not. She had a small balcony that extended past the outer door access to the roof.

  “All right, well, let’s get you settled in,” she told herself.

  She unpacked her suitcases and made the bed with the sheets and blankets she had brought from home. She smiled down at the large, handcrafted quilt her mother had made for her sixteenth birthday and felt a sadness slip over her. She might never see her mother again. Her father assured her that she wouldn’t, but she liked to believe she’d find a way after things had cooled down.

  With her things put away, she sat on the sofa, looking around. It still looked pretty barren, but she’d work on it a little at a time as she could afford. She picked up the laptop she had pulled free of her backpack while emptying it out and powered it up. Fortunately, the Wi-Fi was included in the rental agreement here. Until she could find a cheap TV, she’d have to settle for whatever entertainment she could find online, but she had other things to do right now. She opened her email and typed a note.

  I’m here. I love you.

  There was nothing else to say. She hit send and hoped it wouldn’t be intercepted by her father. She might not be able to see her mother, but hopefully, she could maintain some contact with her. With that done, she headed out for groceries. Money was tight and she’d have to get through her six-week internship without pay. Hopefully, she’d prove herself worthy of a spot in the organization and it would be worth the long hours for no pay. If not, she’d gain some valuable experience, which would help her find a job elsewhere.

  The communal area that made up the center of the building was fairly empty when she left. There were TVs here, but you were pretty much at the mercy of the group. She wasn’t sure how much time she’d be spending down here, but it was good to know she had the option if she got too lonely in her own place. She made her way out the front door and headed down the sidewalk to the small grocery she’d noted a few blocks down. It sucked not having a car, but her father wasn’t about to let her have the one he had bought for her as a teen.

  Fortunately, while a car had been a necessity back in the farming community she had grown up in, she could easily get by without one here. She picked up what she needed at the store and returned home, noting that the rec room was considerably fuller now. She glanced at her watch and saw that it was after six. Everyone was getting in from work or school, she surmised. She skipped the stairs this time and got in the elevator, with her bags, heading to the top floor.

  Inside, she removed a small, green vine in a plastic planter from her grocery bag and sat it on the windowsill. It was small and pitiful looking, but it was a start. She returned to the kitchen and put all the food away before nuking a frozen dinner and taking it with her to the sofa. There was a kitchen to one side of the communal area downstairs if she ever felt the need to cook, but that would probably be something she saved for when she was down there doing laundry anyway. She wasn’t sure how she felt about sharing cooking space with strangers, but perhaps, she’d warm up to it if she got tired of being limited to cold or microwaveable foods.

  It was quiet in here; too quiet. Other than the muted sound of traffic and the city below, she could barely hear a thing. Though the floorspace was small, the ceiling was high and even the sound of her heels clicking across the tiled floors echoed throughout. She pulled up some music on her tablet and let it play, wishing she had better speakers for it.

  Picking up her cellphone, she opened the Alpha Meets Omega app and scrolled through some profiles. She had downloaded it before she had come here, hoping to meet someone once she got to the city, but she was scared. She’d lied in her profile, claiming she was a Beta.

  So far, she had turned down everyone who had attempted to contact her. She sucked in her breath as she came across a profile for a guy named Thad. He was seriously gorgeous, an Alpha, and older. It was tempting. There was something about him that called out to her. She swiped right before she changed her mind and closed the app. Maybe she’d take it a step further tomorrow and send him a note. For now, it was time for some food.

  After finishing dinner, she headed to the glass door that almost blended in with the large windowpanes. There was a key in the lock. She turned it and opened the door, trying the key on
the other side to see if it unlocked the door from that side. The last thing she wanted was to get stranded on the balcony her first night in her new place. Satisfied that it did, she dropped the key in her pocket and stepped outside, walking over to the door at the end. Curiously, there was no lock on it. She opened it and stepped inside, noting the push bar on the inside.

  “That’s not good,” she muttered aloud.

  What would keep someone from using one of the other entrances up to the roof and then making their way down to her balcony? She supposed her door there would be locked, but just the fact that they could get down there didn’t sit well with her.

  She made her way up the set of steps leading to the roof and went through another door there, expecting the large, open roof she had seen when the landlord had shown her an open apartment a bit farther down before calling to tell her this one was open. It was a bit smaller, but also cheaper.

  Instead, she found herself all alone in an enclosed area. On three sides, there were walls. The remaining side was about waist high and topped with a metal railing. Above her was a large canopy that prevented anyone from seeing down into this space from the other sections of the roof.

  To one side was a small patio table and chairs and a grill. She walked over and opened it. It was clean and seemed to be in good order. She could only assume the previous occupant had left it or it belonged to the building. Why hadn’t he mentioned that she had her own private space up here?

  Smiling broadly, she began stripping off her clothes, laying them on the edge of the table. Overcome by a sudden sense of inexplicable joy, she shifted. Her petite figure changing into a lean wolf the color of her own chestnut-colored hair. She looked up to the sky and walked to the railing, putting her paws up on it to look out at the city below. Then she let loose with a long howl, as if to mark this place as her own.

  Somewhere in the distance, her howl was met with another − a howl that couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than what it was − an Alpha. Feeling playful, she howled again, and it was returned, just a little closer this time. There was something primal about it, something that spoke to her, just her, but she shrank away from it.

  Stepping away from the ledge, she shifted and got dressed before making her way back down the stairs and into her apartment. She stood looking out the window for a while, watching and wondering.

  CHAPTER TWO

  Thad

  “I had a wonderful time,” she purred.

  “Me too. I’ll call you,” Thad told her, already guiding her to the front door.

  “I could stay, if you want.”

  They were at the door and he desperately wanted her on the other side of it, heading away from him. Sure, she was hot − nearly half his age and a yoga instructor − but she’d been a disappointing lay. She was flexible as fuck, but she was nothing he hadn’t had before. There was no spark, no chemistry. Just another Omega searching for a life mate who could afford a large litter and a woman with specific tastes.

  He’d dated a lot of Omegas in recent weeks, thinking he was ready to settle down, but they were as dull as dishwater to him. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to settle down, but how hard was it to find a woman with some backbone. He needed someone with a little spunk. Maybe she’d happen along, but until then, he’d just have fun with the Betas. They were only slightly more fun than Omegas, but at least most of them knew they weren’t marriage material for an Alpha and didn’t push for it.

  It didn’t mean he didn’t still want to find the right Omega. He was thirty-seven already and not getting any younger. That didn’t used to matter to him, but now, it always just felt like something was missing. He’d be expected to settle down. Perhaps, a part of him even wanted to start a family, but not with someone who bored the balls off him.

  “I’ve got to get to work.”

  He opened the door and she stepped out. He could see her already turning around for one last kiss or a final appeal. Maybe she’d suggest lunch or coming over later. Wasn’t happening. He shut the door before she got far enough that he’d be forced to close it in her face.

  “Fuck,” he muttered.

  A shower and a cup of coffee later, he got dressed and went to work. Another dull day ahead. He was damned good at his job, but even that had gotten stale with nothing to go home to but lukewarm carryout food and scotch. Still, he wasn’t sure if he was ready to give up his freedom for a family. He’d been on his own since he was a teenager and it suited him, in a lot of ways.

  “Good morning, Mr. Ulrich,” Barron greeted him in his deep voice, eyes cast downward.

  “Morning, Barron. I’m not going to the office this morning. I’ve got a meeting over in the industrial district. The vacant Fountain building we went to last week.”

  “Got it, boss.”

  Barron took his eyes off the ground and turned toward the car, never making eye contact with him. It was forbidden. Their pack had a distinct hierarchy and Barron was a Beta, not even one of the higher-ranking ones. His job was to serve his Alpha with respect and subservience. Below him, were the Omegas, mostly women but a few men. If Thad took a wife, he’d be expected to take an Omega, not exactly his preference. He liked a woman with a bit of spirit. Fellow Alphas were a bit too rambunctious, never knowing their place and Betas were a lot of fun, but most of them were only after a good time due to their inability to bear cubs. It was a decision he’d have to consider at some point.

  He opened his phone and clicked on the tri-colored wolf head logo to open his Alpha Meets Omega app, changing his settings to reflect he was only looking for Betas. He quickly scanned some of the profiles, swiping right on all of them.

  Noting the flashing notification in the corner, he opened the list of who had viewed his profile and was interested in meeting him. It was the usual sea of Omegas eager to bear his children at his command, and Betas looking for a hookup. He was about to close it when one caught his eye.

  Jaycee. Beta. 22 years old. New to the city. Looking to make friends and see what happens.

  It wasn’t exactly the most alluring profile, but there was something about her that held his attention. She was gorgeous, for one thing, but she was also a student. That was uncommon for a Beta. Most of them drifted through life with little more on their mind than how to exist from day to day. They partied. They fucked like bunnies. They usually burned out early and without accomplishment.

  “We’re here, Sir.” Barron said, bringing the car to a halt outside the large brick building where several others stood, waiting for him to arrive.

  “Are we late?” he asked, glancing at his watch.

  “No, sir. They are early.”

  “All right. I’ll be about an hour here. Why don’t you take the car and pick us up some of those doughnuts you brought me the last time we were in this area?”

  “No problem.”

  Thad didn’t usually eat stuff like that, but those had been damned good. Caramel coated with a custard filling and very fresh. He got out and headed over to the men expecting him, assuming they were early to make a good impression on him. He was in the market to buy this building and they were anxious to get rid of it. That made for a sweet prospect for him. By the time Barron returned with doughnuts, he had talked them down to considerably less than their asking price and planned to meet them later in the week to seal the deal.

  “How’d it go?” Barron asked.

  Thad nodded as he opened the passenger door and then shut it again once he was settled into his seat. He waited until Barron ran around the front of the car and climbed behind the wheel to answer.

  “It went good, Barron. You bring me some celebration doughnuts?”

  “I sure did,” Barron told him, handing him a box across the seat.

  “Did you get some for yourself?”

  “I did.”

  “Very good.”

  Despite their positions in the pack, and Barron’s adherence to the code set forth, he saw the man as a friend. Barron had been driving for him si
nce he was in his early twenties. They were both close to the same age and would have probably been greater friends if it were allowed.

  “Where to now?” Barron asked.

  “The office,” Thad told him, taking a bite of one of the doughnuts, a moan escaping at how delicious it tasted. “This is the best fucking doughnut on the planet, Barron. I swear.”

  Thad felt like a little kid having a funnel cake at the fair as he finished off his doughnut and considered another, deciding it needed to be eaten before it got stale. He’d work it off later when he shifted and went for his run. Perhaps he’d hear the howl he had responded to last night while he was out and about. It had caught him off guard as there were many Omegas in the city, but they had a distinct sound to their howl. This one had called to him. He’d have sought her out if he hadn’t already made plans to meet the yoga instructor for a late dinner and what he knew would come after.

  Thad wiped away the sticky residue from the doughnut with the napkins Barron had included with the small box of treats and picked up his phone again, returning to Alpha Meets Omega. He pulled up the photo of the woman that had caught his eye earlier and swiped right, then typed a brief message to her.

  “We’re here,” Barron said from the front.

  Thad looked up and then back at his phone, finishing his message and tossing his phone into his coat pocket. Time to put aside his folly and get to work.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Jaycee

  Jaycee awoke the next morning well before the alarm went off. It felt weird being in a strange place and there was definitely no sleeping in with the sun shining brightly through the multi-paned window. She hadn’t slept much, anxiety over starting the new job today keeping her tossing and turning most of the night.

  Then, there had been the howl that had greeted her last night. It had called to her in a way she’d never experienced before, a longing meeting her own − one she hadn’t been aware was even present inside her. It was the primal desire to mate and it had been answered by an anonymous stranger. She pushed it aside and showered, agonizing over every wardrobe choice, despite having already done so the night before when she had selected them.