Arianna
I walked into the main house and headed straight for the kitchen, relieved to find it empty.
Approaching the refrigerator, I opened the door and began pulling out meats and cheeses, laying them out on the counter. I made a second trip to grab additional ingredients for a few sandwiches.
Next, I needed to find some knives and a cutting board, so I started rifling through drawers.
“You look like a woman on a mission. You do know there are omegas here who can help you,” a voice said from behind me.
I turned to see Colt leaning against the doorframe. Why is this alpha always around and questioning me?
“Well, no one was in here. Where do you guys keep the cutting boards?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light.
Colt shook his head, walked over to the stove, and opened the bottom
