IRIS
I found Ronan in the kitchen, pulling a tray of something from the oven. The smell of roasted vegetables hit my nose and made my stomach growl before I could stop it. He glanced up before he looked away quickly, busying himself with the tray. I felt another wave of calming pheromones wash over me.
He was nervous too, I realized and was using the pheromones to calm us both. Normally, that was the omega's work, to calm her alpha, but our situation was far from normal.
"The table is set," he said, gesturing vaguely. "Have a seat. I'll bring this over."
I hovered awkwardly, watching him move around the kitchen. He was careful not to come too close as he passed, giving me a wide berth even in the relatively small room. He set the table and I sat in the chair across from his, maintainin
