Page 44 of The Omega Archives: Part One

“He has a pack, Rita. He’s in a pack.”

“Wait. What?”

I waited for her to catch up.

“He’s in a pack? A pack with alphas? I thought you said he was a beta.”

I did.

“I just don’t understand. If he had a pack, how was he going out with you?” Rita asked.

“He said they had some sort of agreement. They knew he was going out with me on a date.” Honestly, maybe I should’ve been paying closer attention to all that Cal said during my panic.

"Maybe they are just a group of guys in the pack who have an open relationship deal. Not all of them are romantically involved with each other, though that would be hot."

I hadn't thought of that. “I don’t know.”

“You don’t think...” Rita trailed off.

“What, Rita?” What didn’t I think?

“Nothing,” she said, calmly. “Just my mind getting ahead of me. There is no way that he could know that you’re... ya know.”

For the first time in a while, I was sure. “No, definitely not. I just got my new suppressants and blockers today. I made sure that I took enough before going out and it wasn’t like he’d been around me for that long before.

“Plus, you said he’s a beta, right?”

“Right.” I put a hand to my head. “I’m just...”

Rita inhaled, knowingly. “You don’t want to leave this go.”

I didn’t say anything. That was an answer enough. I should leave this go. I should never call Cal back like I promised. I should pretend I never met him and go on with my life. “I should call it a day and just say that I got this dating thing out of my system.”

“You don’t have to, you know. You could go out again,” said Rita. “Take things slow. Have fun.”

“And then what? What happens when I get attacked? He has a pack,” I reminded her.

I needed to remind myself. Over and over and over again if I had to.

He has a pack. A pack of alphas. He has a pack.

“But it was nice, wasn’t it? He treated you well and you had a good time?

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes thinking about the way I couldn’t help but smile and the way he called me beautiful.

By the end of the night, I started to believe it.

Whether or not it was the smart thing to do.

Ugh, this was all so complicated.

I pressed the heels of my hands to my eyes to blot everything else out but the truth.

“Yes. I did.”

Chapter

Eleven

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