Page 13 of The Omega Archives: Part One

I grit my teeth together and look up at the girl still frozen in shock in front of me. She cried out when she saw me start to go down, rushing to meet me.

Immediately on my inhale I smelled the sickeningly sweet odor coming off her. It was so unlike the other scent that had been stuck in my nose a second before inside the science building. This smell was overpowering crushed hard candy.

I might as well have been stuffed inside of an old woman’s pocketbook at the bank– strawberry swirls and butterscotch.

An omega.

Her bright red hair swept back in a messy bun at the nape of her neck. She stared at me with wide glittering eyes, perfectly glossed lips parted in shock.

Was I hallucinating? How was there another omega in front of me? First, the alphas roamed the Prestford campus. Now this?

How was this turning into one of the worst days of my life?

I shook my head out of my thoughts, leaning another inch away from her as I quickly assessed the situation. “I’m fine.”

Twisting a thick curl that fell loose over her shoulder I couldn’t help but stare at the thick, deep bite that lined her one shoulder.

No, not one. Two.

My mouth went dry at the sight. An alpha—two alphas at least claimed this omega.

“Are you sure?” the sweet omega asked. “You don’t look fine. One minute you were walking out and the next it was like I was watching a slow-moving movie of a building collapsing. Not that I am comparing you to a building or anything.”

I pressed my lips together, shocked at the fact that I wanted to laugh at a time like this. It was a terrible joke and by the looks of things I was a minute away from both an omega and another alpha was about to find me. Because, if there was an omega around, there was likely an alpha nearby.

Especially if she was claimed.

Why in the world did I want to laugh?

Maybe I was starting to lose it.

“I am. I’m fine,” I said.

The omega turned her head. Her eyes narrowed and searched for something I wasn’t sure I could give right now. I found my breath in short spurts, until finally, my heart started a familiar beat once more.

“I should probably get someone to help with whatever you need. Unless are you normally a fainter? I used to have a friend like that, though honestly, she only ever fainted when there was blood around. She was a little flighty that way,” the omega went on.

“I’m fine.” I pushed myself back another inch with each she came forward. “I’ll be okay, thanks.”

“You really don’t look one hundred percent. My name is Lidya. I guess I should’ve introduced myself first before ranting about childhood friends.” The omega’s freckled nose twitched when she kneeled, not deterred by how I was scooting away. She only wanted to help me the rest of the way up.

However, that was another thing about omegas.

No matter how hard you tried, it was hard to fool one, especially the moment she leaned in close to heft me up to my feet.

The smile on her face hesitated before drooping.

No.

If she didn’t know before, she had to have that look on her face now even though it didn’t make sense.

There was no way that she could scent me. No way.

Just like the alphas today couldn’t scent me, I was safe. Protected by myself and my expensive pharmaceuticals. I was on my blockers. My suppressants for the past seven years would’ve made that nearly impossible.

Yet, the omega looked at me as if it wasn’t just my mind now that was concerning her.

I snatched my hand away, already starting to make my way around her. “Thank you. I think I’m good now. I appreciate it.”

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