Page 13 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

Allison sighed before nodding. “She needs support. Some of what I noticed cannot just be from the medication she had been taking, Demetri. She’s over-exhausted, dehydrated, and underweight. Someone needs to take care of the omega. Can I rest assured you will get her that care? Or if you can’t, do I need to make a call?”

The question was a complete slap in the face. I wanted to slam that doctor against the wall and ask him what kind of alpha he thought he was talking to. “Of course. We are just going to figure out what is going on until she is coherent enough to make decisions. I don’t want to make them for her.”

“I get that, Demetri, but I don’t want you to get in trouble over this. This isn’t your omega.”

But she could be.

“I’ll handle it.”

“Okay,” said Allison. “Call me should anything come up. If anything else happens.”

“Thank you again.”

I led Allison back to the door and watched as she left. She wouldn’t call Omega Services or tell anyone else what happened here. I was sure that we could trust her, but even the idea that if word got out about Ella she’d be taken from the house, from us, made me uneasy.

She could barely move from bed.

I watched from the doorway of the guest bedroom where Marko was back sitting on the floor next to the. The omega was asleep again.

Marko sighed with a hint of relief when he saw me. “Gone?”

“She left.”

“Good.”

"Don’t get attached,” I warned.

“Who do you think you’re talking to? Cal?” Marko asked as if in a joke, though there was no humor in his tone as he looked across the room towards the wall.

I snorted and headed down the hall to my room. The goal was to stay away from it all until she got better and could decide what she wanted to do. I find her options.

Just like I told Allison I would.

I just hoped that whatever those options were, we chose the right one.

CHAPTER 5

DEMETRI

The night had other plans.

Soft whines pulsed through the walls. They weren’t loud. But my alpha woke up inside me, sending me up and down the hallway towards the omega, towards Ella, before I could give myself a chance to think otherwise.

I paused before I finally went in, pushing past the door.

I reached out, gently touching her exposed calf, half outside the blankets.

She flinched.

Looking down with half-lidded eyes, the door was partly open. Marko lay on the floor next to the bed still. I wondered if he ever moved. Unsure if I should come any closer, Marko didn't move so I figured the big bastard would yell at me otherwise.

I was in control. It wasn't as if I was going to jump and bite her.

I wouldn’t bite her.

Why did I even think about that?

Even if the idea made my teeth age and mouth fill with saliva to just get one taste of her.

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