Page 58 of The Omega Archives: Part One

“Liam,” I tried to cut in, but it looked like all of us knew that was a lost cause. I took a deep breath, preparing to stand up if I had to get between the two.

“You're going to bring this girl back to the house and add her in like this place needs another beta? We can barely all hold ourselves together. And if she can’t stand being around an alpha, what’s the point anyway? She basically flinched when she saw me show up.”

“Neither of us were expecting you and you weren’t exactly, hm, what’s the word? Nice.”

I raised my eyebrows again and this time, Liam caught them.

He pointed a finger at me. “Don’t you even start.”

I was just watching the show.

“And, hey, what’s wrong with another beta?” Cal asked.

“Nothing.” Liam seethed before he groaned, caught between the two of us.

There were only two ways this could go for Liam.

He decided on his own.

He turned to head back towards the main staircase so he could go sulk for another night. “Don’t even listen to me. It’s fine! Something has been nagging at me for days and I can’t figure out what the hell it is let alone the fact that you all are just brushing aside my perfectly reasonable thought the other day like no one even still wants us to be an actual pack.”

“Liam!” I called out, feeling his frustration and distress through the bond.

I took a deep breath, and looked away, knowing Liam was already heading back towards his bedroom again without having to listen for the shut of his door that echoed the rest of the back downstairs between us.

Liam wasn’t the only one who thought that one day when we had a steady pack we would introduce an omega. That we could make our pack complete. Maybe even make a family more than we already were. But we tried before and that...

Well, we all knew that didn’t end well the last time.

I cleared my throat.

Cal still stood halfway to the living room. The sound I made, seemed to startle him back into movement towards the kitchen. Reaching up one of the lower shelves, he grabbed a glass of water.

“You’re serious about this girl,” I said, a bit of a question in my tone. "More than just a friend?"

Not looking back, Cal filled his cup halfway before putting the pitcher back in the fridge. “I think you’d love her too. She’s smart and funny and a workaholic like you.”

I raised my eyebrows.

Though Cal liked to play the field when he got restless, he never talked about anyone he went out with this way before. He seemed...attached. “You’re thinking of introducing her to us.”

“Maybe. Yeah, I am. I think you’d like her,” Cal said, again. “Would that be a bad thing?”

“Of course not,” I immediately said, though I wasn’t so sure.

I first had all this extra busy business work on my plate that my father did purely to punish me, I was sure. Liam was talking about introducing another omega into this pack which was a recipe for likely heartache and disappointment. Now Cal met this beta that he was head over heels for.

“We’ll take it one day at a time,” I said, simply. “Do what feels right.”

“Thank you, Demi.”

I grumbled. “Don’t call me that.”

Cal grinned, eyes wild with happiness as he swept past me, throwing the suddenly sweet scent he had my way along with something else a little sweeter and more potent, thick and a little fruity. The tinge of scent caught in my throat until he was already gone, up the stairs leaving me alone in the living room once again in the quiet. The sound of nothing hung all around me.

One day at a time.

Everything would be back here in the house how we were supposed to be now that everyone was back together and no more work trips were on the horizon again, even if I couldn’t help but feel restless. For now, I just had to make sure this pack survived and stuck together.

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