Page 46 of The Omega Archives: Part One

“You two met doing fuck knows what at a concert,” I reminded them. “It’s different.”

“When you know, it’s fate,” Melissa insisted.

“Now you sound like Cal,” I muttered, thinking about our constantly cheery beta.

Glancing back at the clock, I thought he would’ve been back from his little date by now. I hadn’t heard anything through the bond all night, though ours was more muted than his and Liam’s for example.

I figured that was a good thing.

“Cal knows what he’s talking about then,” Melissa said.

I shook my head but couldn’t help the small curve of my lips at the two of them.

“I’m going to bed,” I said.

“All right. It’s good to hear from you. Check in soon. Sleep well.”

“Night, Mom.”

Clicking off the phone I leaned back on the bed and took a deep breath. Nerves buzzed under my skin. For some reason, I felt the need to bust out itching beneath my skin for some reason as if I was missing something. Forgetting something.

My nose twitched as I sniffed, catching an odd scent in the air.

That made no sense.

I flexed my hand out in the air above me, stretching out the joints and dark tattoos that spun up the back of my palm. The inked rose bloomed and withered as I reached towards the nightstand where I plugged my phone in to charge.

The door across from me creaked open. “Cal?”

He walked inside, leaving the door cracked an inch. “I think I fucked up, man.”

I lifted myself onto my elbows as I watched him pace back and forth in front of me. That wasn’t out of the ordinary for him, but his face was clenched in concentration.

“You think?” I asked.

“I fucked up man. I’m a massive screwing fuck-up,” muttered Cal, distraught. With him so close I could feel the frustration and hint of fear running through the bond.

I rubbed my chest, raising my eyebrows. “What did you do? Is everyone ok?”

“I just can’t believe I’m such an asshole.”

“So you needed me to remind you?”

“Now you’re being the asshole.”

Who was surprised?

I ran my hand through the longer pieces of my hair that dipped over my ears. Already I was getting irritated with it. I needed to chop it all off again.

“Seriously, what’s going on, beta?” I asked.

“You know I said that I was going to see someone for a date? Well, I went out with her tonight.”

“Okay?”

“I know it’s weird and I know I’m not the best judge of character by any means.” Cal rambled before finding his words. “She’s nice and smells good.”

Was that what was tickling my nose? A hint of honey and something else sweet I couldn’t quite put my finger on. I licked my lips.

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