Alpha Amal's POV.Alpha Amal looked at her and realized that he just might be in love with her. Over the last few weeks, they had gotten closer than ever, and more often than not, she was by his side. They had breakfast, lunch, and dinner together, and every time she had to go away, he trailed her with his eyes. On some nights, they both slept in her room, and other nights, they stayed in his more comfortable bed. Hers was lumpy, and he wanted to have it changed, but she had stopped him every time he offered. Every time she went down the stairs or away for a few minutes, he wondered if he could have someone come in from town to change it, but he realized that he couldn't. And he guessed she was comfortable with it, so he did not push it. Over time, he had come to realize that Sam was not just the Omega that had saved him, the runaway. Sam could sew, knit and darn. She could also bake and cook, and she seemed to be the entire package. She liked to say that she could sing, but his e
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