“We can take you home.”
“We can’t send her out like this, Lidya. Her scent.”
“How about we call your alpha?” she said, like it was a given.
I shook my head.
“Lidya.” Mr. Wolfern tried to interrupt with a low growl that made me shiver and bend inward on myself.
Lidya took no heed to the noise. “I’m sure they won’t be mad. What? Are they at work or something? They want to make sure you’re okay.”
Mr. Wolfern was looking at me though, a sad expression on his face.
He knew. It was all too easy to tell I was unbonded within my scent if not for the fact that unlike Lidya’s, my neck wasn’t covered in oddly elegant-looking bites.
“I’ll call someone to help you,” he whispered.
“Don’t!” I screamed before I could stop myself.
The omega grabbed my hand as I pulled away. I couldn’t help myself. I latched back onto it as she looked up at me. My tears were very well about to become full-out sobs at how softly she touched me, looking at me like she cared.
It had to be pity she was looking at me like that for. It had to be. But I couldn’t even think at all let alone make a new plan on how to fix this mess I got myself into.
“Miss Jones–”
“I don’t need help. Just let me stay and work. You said I was good at my job. Let me keep doing it.” I was right the first time he called me back here last week to his office. I really wasn’t above begging.
“Miss Jones,” Mr. Wolfern shook his head again as he looked at me. “Ella.”
“Don’t call the authorities. Please.”
“It’s either I call Omega Services to help you or... do you have someone– an alpha I can call that knows to take care of you? You need help, Ella. Please, let us do that.”
Lena continued to stroke the back of my hand.
I would not cry. I would not cry any harder.
“Ella. Do you have anyone I can call for you?”
I had no one. I had no one who knew or could help. For god sake, I wasn’t even sure if I should call Rita right now. She was only a beta. How were they supposed to let her take me home let alone, how did I make sure that she didn’t get in trouble for keeping my secret all this time if word got out? My phone was also still dead since I hadn’t had a chance to plug it in.
I started to shake my head.
It was over. The past seven years were for nothing.
What my brother did for me was all for nothing! I felt like the knowledge of the fact played in a constant deprecating loop.
I paused, swallowing. I barely made it even a few hours.
It was all for nothing. “I...”
He lifted the phone. “Yes?”
“Wait.” I hesitated before finally just coming out with it.
The omega squeezed my hand as she seemed to recognize how I finally gave in. There was one person I think that he could call. That he knew the number even if I didn’t.
I gave up as I melted into the office chair.