Theo's P.O.V
This place… it's not a house. It's a damn mansion. Everything sparkles like it's trying to mock every crappy apartment I've ever lived in. The room Alpha gave me? It's bigger than any five-star hotel I've ever dreamed of staying in. Full-on luxury. Silk sheets, a bathroom that looks like it belongs in a magazine, and the food last night, God, it tasted like something a world-class chef whipped up just for me.
Am I exaggerating? I don't think so. It's all too real to be overhyped. Even if I was on a business trip and maxed out the company card, I wouldn't get half this treatment. Not with my budget.
But even with all this comfort, I couldn't sleep. Not for a second. The whole mansion is soaked in his scent. His pheromones. It's like being wrapped in a warm blanket, calming, grounding. And for someone like me, an omega carrying a baby, that scent does more than soothe. It keeps the little one quiet. Peaceful.
