Except his best friend Olson had his lost alpha return from the dead, reincarnated. Rex had suffered through hell to make his way back to Olson.
Aside from magic, there was no way for Linus to explain how it had happened. He tried not to think about Olson curled up against Rex’s chest, the way Rex held Olson protectively, as though he wouldn’t let any harm come to his omega.
Linus swallowed. Most alphas weren’t good like Rex.
And yet he couldn’t help the quiet, traitorous voice in his chest that whispered,Wouldn’t it be nice to have an alpha I can trust?
He was halfway through the front door when he crashed into someone.
Someone tall and muscular.
Someone who smelled faintly like cedar.
An alpha.
Linus jerked back on instinct, his heart pounding.
The alpha stepped away too, both hands held up in peace. A friendly smile played on his mouth. “Oh, hey! I didn’t see you coming. Sorry. I’ll stay out of your way.”
Unlike the alphas who kept trying to invade Linus’ personal space, this alpha took another step back, his shoulders relaxed. He had a motorcycle helmet tucked under one arm, and a black leather jacket folded over his shoulder.
Somehow, he seemed familiar. Linus couldn’t help looking more closely.
The man had sky-blue eyes and dark brown hair, his tank top showing off generous pecs and thick biceps. Black tattoos covered his arms, unfurling across his shoulders and chest, diving under his tank top.
He was wearing black leather pants.Tightblack leather pants.
Linus could see theshapeof his bulge.
It was really big.
He snapped his gaze up, his face blazing. “Oh gods! I-I didn’t mean to do that!”
The alpha’s smile turned playful. “It’s no problem. Look all you want.”
He gestured at his body as though he wasinvitingLinus to look again.
“I, um. Thanks for the offer,” Linus squeaked, pulling the door shut behind him. He hurriedly locked it. “I have to go! See you around!”
“Oh, you will.” The alpha gave him a two-fingered salute, turning away.
When Linus reached the elevator lobby and turned, the alpha was already gone.
In the parking lot,he climbed into his trusty two-door Jeep, turning his key in the ignition.
The Jeep made a strange clanking sound.
“Please don’t die on me today.” Linus crossed his fingers and turned the key again.
This time, the Jeep started without any problems. Linus breathed a sigh and reversed out of his parking spot.
“Why did I decide to start classes so early this semester?” he whined.
Well, he did know—the alpha professors had snapped up the best time slots, leaving Linus to choose from the crappy ones. And Linus had split the slots with Perry Larkin so they both had some good class timings, and some bad ones.
Maybe things would be better next semester.
On the other side of the parking lot, a motorcycle revved.
