THIRD POV
"How much longer do we have to wait? Are you absolutely sure he's coming?"
Gunner asked impatiently as he stood under the large tree in the cold, dark night.
"Just be patient, sir. He'll be here. He gave me his word," the young omega next to him assured, rubbing her palms up and down her arms to warm herself.
It was terribly cold outside tonight, cold and late. Every other person was in bed, but not these two. They both had something else weighing heavily on their chests, something way more important than sleep.
"Did you tell him where exactly to meet us? It's almost one a.m., Mima," Gunner asked, and the young omega nodded.
"He'll be here, sir. I assure you he is a man of his word. He'll be here. Something must be holding him up. Let's just give him a little more time," Mi
