"I mean, whatever this has been, it has remained steady." "I.I think so," Trevor said slowly, dropping his face to his hands. Can there really be a happy ever after for two shifters who found each other there? Which brought me full circle to why I was standing in line to pick up the bidding paddle at the auction house.A little more than two years have passed since Clint purchased his Omega, Trevor, at the auction (Soul Mate for Sale). Unfortunately, only a small number of Beta females are fertile enough to get pregnant, and I'll be damned if I am going to hump my way through the pack until I find the ones who are. Granted my pack is run less rigidly than some the Betas in my pack are not just allowed to breed but actively encouraged to. I had taken over as pack Alpha five years earlier, and it was high time that I started adding to the pack population. While I would have preferred to mate for love, it didn't seem that it was in the cards for me. Clint Omegas were hard to come by worldwide. Even if there had been affection for me, even if they had been willing to keep me as a pet (neither of these was the case, but an Omega could dream), Cal couldn't afford not to sell me. I was human, so I understood why I was being sent to the auction. Trevor In most packs, an Omega, even one who couldn't breed, was treasured and would be revered and protected not cast aside, but our pack was not like most packs, and I was not like most Omegas. Less, even, than a marriage of convenience, purchasing an Omega at the auction was more of a long-term service contract a means to an end, so what was an Alpha to do when he found his soul mate on the auction block? … ( more) Which brought me full circle to why I was standing in line to pick up the bidding paddle at the auction house.
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