Page 24 of Happy Halloween, Omega

The black cat comes skidding down the hall, sliding on the tiles like a drifting car and diving to her food bowl.

Grizabella and I had our first fight when I discovered she didn’t arrive on my doorstep by magic. She was an anonymous gift from Romulus. The sly little cat had been a double-agent the whole time! It took awhile, but we eventually made up and are back to watching Halloween re-runs on the couch together.

I bend down to pet her, then my hand freezes.

There’s a blue collar around her neck.

“That motherfucker—“ I hiss, unclipping the collar from the cat’s neck.

As I suspected, there’s a note attached.

It’s time to start a new Halloween tradition, Omega.

Follow the clues on the nightstand.

A wide smile stretches over my features. My Alpha knows me too well. I can’t resist a hunt, a mystery, or a chance to solve a puzzle.

The nightstand has a map, four surveillance photos of me doing errands from a month ago in various locations, and a large ornate key.

Another note in his spiky handwriting rests on top.

The clock is ticking.

You have a thirty-minute head start to solve the clues and travel to the destination revealed.

Your prize is bragging rights for a year.

Gritted determination flares within me, and I know I’ll try my very best to win. He’s definitely tipped the scales in his favor by picking tonight. The closer I get to my heat, the fuzzier my thoughts will become.

The next words on the note make me swallow thickly.

If I catch you before you arrive, your ass will take my knot.

Adrenaline pumps through me as I reread his threat.

My ass? He’s put fingers in there before, but I’m not sure if I can take his cock, let alone his knot. Would it even fit? It might split me apart!

Trepidation and anticipation war within me. The familiar twist of fear makes my breath hitch, and I smile. I’d wondered if my Halloween fright would happen this year. I should have known my Alpha would want to be the one to give it to me.

Happy Halloween, Omega.