#Chapter 30: Omegas Are Emotional

Ollie’s POV Wes’s eyes narrow as he looks between Ella and me. He’s clearly suspicious, and in all fairness, we aren’t giving him much reason not to be. Ella and I both have wild-eyed looks while we sit up ramrod straight, her on the chair, me on the bed. For all the world, we look like we were up to something just now. Why shouldn’t he be suspicious? Yet, whatever he thinks we’re up to, he doesn’t call us on it. Instead, his gaze settles on me. He looks me over briefly, as if making sure I’m unharmed. Strange. Is he… checking on me? “How are you feeling?” he asks me. “Do you need a doctor?” My eyes go even wider still. He is checking on me! My treacherous heart leaps. From this small glimpse of caring, my thoughts run rampant. Maybe the brothers do care about me. Maybe I don’t need to go to school in the tundra. If they care about me, then I could stay and we could – “Omegas are known for their fragile weakness,” Wes says. “If you die in our care, it will make the entir