013: The Daddy Type

Like hell-for-leather, time went hastily, and Scarlett lost track of the time she had spent with her family. For a second she shirked she was now a mated Omega, the fact she didn’t live with her parents and little sister, the fact that a diamond ring circled her slender finger.

“Scarlett, honey. Are you going to have dinner with us?” Mrs. Stone grilled as she strolled out from the little kitchen to the living room, where Scarlett was cozying on a couch while Anne was lying on the rug on the floor with books scattered everywhere while the twelve years old girl was engrossed.

“Of course” Scarlett responded, not looking away from her phone but her answer caught little Anne’s attention as her gaze cast upon her elder sister.

“But won’t your Mate be looking for you, you are a newly wedded omega!” The girl questioned.

“Mate?” Scarlett’s movement halted, her brain processing what was articulated but when she did, she scowled and went back to her phone. “Who cares about that piece of junk