Lacy kicked on the bed of the hotel room, her suitcases packed. Samantha sat on the edge of the bed texting on the phone.
"What's wrong, my Queen?"
Lacy leaned on her elbow and looked at her Alpha. "I don't want to go back."
"Our empire's there."
"Can't you move your empire?"
Samantha put her phone to the side and crawled over to her Omega. She kissed the young woman on her full lips, rubbing her hands up and down the Omega's hips.
"You taste so good," Samantha whispered.
"Hmm," Lacy bit her lip. "I'll hold you to that when we get back."
Samantha laughed as she slapped Lacy on the ass.
Their clothes were packed and all was good to go. They checked out of the hotel lobby now that the week was over. Samantha pulled out the neck pillow and gave it to Lacy for her on the plane.
During the time they were waiting for take off, Samantha spent her time texting. Lacy raised her eyebrow and looked at the Alpha. She opened her mouth to inquire what was going on, but seeing how concentrated her Alpha was, she decided against it.
During the flight, Lacy rested her head on Samantha's shoulders, squirming in her seat. "Why didn't you get us first class?"
Samantha chuckled under her breath. "I wanted you to be confined to me."
Lacy lifted her head up and playfully slapped Samantha on the shoulder. Samantha took out her phone and showed it to Lacy.
"I got a new level, look at the assets they gave me." Lacy leaned her head into the simulation game that brought them together.
"Wait, they have an app?"
"Hmm, hmm," Samantha took the phone back and leaned back in her seat.
Lacy found this to be a perfect time to ask what Samantha was texting earlier. "You were texting a lot this morning. What's up?"
"Why, jealous?" Samantha smirked.
"Nope, once we're married and mated that's it." Lacy was right, once an Omega married and mated then that Omega was never to be divorced regardless. Regardless if there was an affair, regardless if there was abuse. The Omega was stuck with the Alpha...regardless.
Samantha sighed. "We got a new Alpha coming in. And uh, she's already creating a stir." Samantha reached for the sprite that the airplane attendant gave her and Lacy along with the meal they were going to eat since it was an international flight. "My dad bid for her from a competitor. Apparently she's like, one of the best real estate agents in the state."
"Ooooo," Lacy snuggled up to her Alpha. Enjoying hearing about the office drama especially since Lacy hadn't anything going on with her life upon leaving school.
"Yeah, I know. You know who else is the best in the state?" Samantha asked.
Salmona slammed her phone against the wall in the living room. Her Beta father stood before her, upset that she just threw a phone at his head.
"Are you fucking kidding me, Dad?"
He raised his hands as if to show he meant no harm. "Salmona, come on."
She shook her head and went to the kitchen. She went to the counter and pulled a glass out then poured herself a drink of white wine. She took a sip. She then broke the glass, cutting her hand, spilling blood on the counter.
"Salmona."
"What did ma say about this?"
"She's in agreement with this." Her father said. Her father stood about five foot seven inches. A Beta with dark brown hair and two silver piercings in his ear lobes. Currently, he was wearing a dark blue suit with black dress shoes. He had his hands in his pocket.
It was their mother who was the Alpha but she was the one who birthed the twins; however, they hired a male Omega to be a surrogate for the twins younger brother and sister.
Their father, Donald, walked over to Salmona and patted his daughter on the shoulder, massaging it for a while.
He got a towel from the counter and began to wipe the counter off. He then took the trash bin and knocked the glass into it.
"Don't get so worked up. She's gonna be good for the company. She's the best seller in the state. She's gonna give us a lot of money."
Salmona didn't want to hear it from her father. She rolled her eyes and walked to the living room and picked up her phone. Luckily, all she had to do was put it back together again.There wasn't even a cracked screen.
Donald walked into the living room after his daughter. "We have a lot on our plate. These mansions we're trying to close, the marriage now that we have with you and your Omega. Its a lot going on. Can't you be more understanding? Samantha isn't like this."
"Samantha's a bitch that's why!"
"SALMONA!" Salmona turned to her father. "Listen, the decision has been made. If tou wanna speak Alpha to Alpha then step to your mother." He walked toward the door, taking one last look at her. "Love you. Bye, Salmona." He didn't wait for his daughter to respond back. He closed the door behind him, didn't even slam it.