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wasn’t any decoration, but there were high windows, creating a ton of sunlight in the room, making it the first place that didn’t seem so damn dreary.
    Dalton stepped up next to him. “Go on over into that area, they have a buffet-style selection.”
    “Really?” Colin was expecting gruel or something. A maggot in his oatmeal.
    Colin entered the tiny cove that held the buffet and was shocked by all the selections. One table was stacked high with various meats. Another table had a couple of people standing behind it, making omelets for an Omega and an Alpha. Another table had several toasters set up just so you could make an English muffin or any kind of toast you could possibly think of.
    Brendan grabbed a plate, laughing. “I know, right? The first time I came in here, I expected to get runny eggs and mystery meat. You’ll find out that the Elders and our packs really do care for us. They spoil us where they can, and where they can’t, they support us.”
    Grabbing a plate, Colin followed Brendan to the omelet station where the nice girl prepared him a ham and cheese omelet. He wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to eat it, but the fact it smelled so good made his stomach rumble.
    Glancing down at his food, Colin thought of his pack. His breath hitched as the image of them appeared in his mind. He mourned last night, but he was sure that the coming months were going to be tough for him. He lost so much, and there was no time. Everything was changing around him, and try as hard as he could, he couldn’t seem to get his feet underneath himself before they were swept out from under him again.
    Following Brendan once more, they took a seat by Oren and Dalton. Trying not to be conspicuous, Colin searched for the guy whose cell was across from his. Finally, by the wall, he spotted him sitting next to another Alpha.
    Figuring his new friends would know them, he asked, “Who are those Alphas by the wall?”
    Dalton’s dark brows rose, a complete contrast with the white-blond hair. “The guy with black hair and his brown-haired buddy with their chairs tipped in the corner over there?”
    They were kind of in the corner, and both of them had their back resting on the wall with the front legs lifted off the ground so… “Yeah.”
    Brendan whistled. “That is Sloan Atwater and Knox Davis. The longest tenants at the Moon Compound. Sloan’s been here what? Three years?”
    Oren nodded. “Knox has been here just a hair under that. Both came in and had a lot of trouble during their shifts. Major injuries and mean as hell. They’re better, but they have a ways to go.”
    Three years? Shit, that was a long-ass time to be at the compound and still be struggling during the full moon. Colin was hoping to be here less than two, one if he really got his wolf in gear.
    Trying to be discreet, Colin glanced over and realized Sloan was staring right at him. Chills popped on his skin, and a blush crept into his cheeks. He swallowed his omelet with difficulty. Sheesh, he'd never reacted this way to a guy before and wasn’t even sure what his body was reacting to. Do I fear Sloan? Appreciation that it felt like the man guarded over me all night? Attracted to him? He hadn’t a fucking clue.
    “And he’s looking right at you, Colin. Make a friend last night?” Oren leaned into his line of sight, smirking at him.
    “No, it’s just…he was across from me and…” Colin shrugged. He wasn’t sure how to describe it. While he had despaired last night over everything that had happened, the presence of Sloan made him feel like he wasn’t alone in his grief.
    “Like him?” Oren eyebrows waggled.
    Dalton swatted Oren, “Leave him be. He’s been through enough shit in the last twenty-four hours without having to deal with your nonsense.”
    But as far as Colin was concerned, it wasn’t nonsense. He was attracted to Sloan. There was no rhyme or reason. His head should be somewhere else entirely, but all he was doing, while his