Page 65 of His Snowbound Omega
“Wouldn’t miss it!” He waved at them both and took that as a sign he was dismissed, turning and racing to join a slew of other students currently moving in. At the entrance, he stopped to ask another guy if he wanted help carrying a large box.
“He’s going to be fine, sweetheart.” Baal turned Thorn back to the car just as Aster and the other student disappeared inside.
“I know, but what if—”
“He’s got his multi-slate and a list of all the closest medical facilities.” The alpha opened the passenger door andhelped him onto the seat. “There’s also a room assistant living on his floor, and a clinic on campus.”
Thorn nibbled on his bottom lip as Baal circled the car.
“Plus,” the alpha got in next to him and buckled them both up, “I put a tracking device on—”
“Youwhat?!”
He snorted. “I’m kidding.”
“Alpha.”
“I swear. It was a joke.”
They pulled off the side of the street and headed onto the highway, Thorn mulling over it all the while.
“Okay, but what if we asked and he said he was all right with it?”
“Omega.” Baal sighed. “We are not putting a tracking device on your brother.”
“But if he—”
“Name one nineteen-year-old who wants to be monitored by their parents. I’ll wait.”
“Fine.” He huffed and crossed his arms.
“I knew you would be like this,” the alpha said. “Which is why Espen enrolled as well.”
Thorn blinked at him. “I’m sorry, it sounded like you just said you ordered your right-hand man to enroll in university.”
“I did.”
He laughed, but when Baal didn’t take it back, realized he was being serious. “This really isn’t another joke?”
“Espen is only twenty-one,” the alpha divulged. “He never got the chance to attend college, since he inherited his mother’s position in the family after her death.”
Okay, but…
“What was that just now about Aster not wanting to be monitored?”
“Espen has an apartment on the outskirts of campus. He’ll be taking some of the same classes, but was instructed not to force engagement if Aster didn’t seem to want to interact with him.”
Thorn’s eyes narrowed. “You’re nervous about him going off to college every bit as much as I am.”
“Guilty.”
“Wow. After making me look bad in front of Aster too!”
Baal winked at him.
“I hope you don’t plan on fucking me any time soon,” Thorn warned. “Because there’s no way—”
“We’re on our way to the cabin,” Baal cut him off. “I booked it for the entire weekend.” He sent him a suggestive look before returning his eyes to the road. “I had the wine you like delivered this morning.”