Chapter 11

“The second thing might well be considered illegal. I’ll understand if you refuse.” The alpha’s hand tightened on Rafe’s. “But I need you.”

Well, that was easy to resist, now wasn’t it? Rafe had to hold his breath to stop his traitorous omega side from offering—no, begging—to do anything the alpha wanted. Reining in his runaway eagerness, he stalled. “Just what did you have in mind?”

Oh, the sparkle in the man’s eyes was dangerous. Rafe fought to keep his mind on the alpha’s words.

“From the beginning, the Omega Council authorized the best of everything. We trusted Synergenics to provide it: food, clothing, books, toys—anything these children needed to make their lives better.”

Anything except a normal life with their families. His frown must have communicated his opinion, and Grant released his hold on Rafe’s hand.