Page 47 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

She blinked. “He did?”

“He did.”

“I don’t remember a lot from when I started to... omega-out,” she said, using my choice of words.

I was shocked about it too. “That’s okay. He probably wouldn’t want you to know. That’s just how Marko is, especially since then. He’s more solitary, but he’s a good man.”

“Okay,” she whispered. “Keep going. What happened? This other omega didn’t stay.”

I couldn’t help but smirk at the venom as she referenced the other omega. And here I wasn’t sure if she liked us. “Turned out that she was like a lot of the omegas that came out of the omega academies. She knew what she wanted, and she was very direct about it. She was polite when around others but...”

“But what?”

“In the end, it was very clear that she didn’t want our pack.”

Ella’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”

“One night she told Liam that he needed to kick me out of the pack if he wanted her to stay and be the Prestford omega. She was fine with Demetri and though she made nasty comments about Marko often behind his back we all heard, but we figured she’d warm up to him eventually. In the end, though, the ultimatum was me. She didn’t like sharing with a beta. Which was clear even before that. She didn’t like spending time with me at all because she thought I was beneath her.”

“That’s ridiculous.”

I pressed my lips together.

“What did Liam do?” she asked.

“Oh, Liam... I don’t think any of us could point to a time when we’d seen Liam that angry before. He took her stuff and put it outside by the door and told her to get out.” I looked away from Ella towards the door. I remembered the yelling that night, mostly from her after that happened.

I also remember how it was one of the only times Demetri pulled me into his arms and let me sleep with him in his bed that night because I was such a mess. I had been threatening to pack up my things and leave for what was best for the pack.

It took a long time before I could see, mostly, that I was just as important as them.

Over the past few days, of course, I felt like I was back at stage one.

Ella’s hand settled over mine. I almost didn’t realize she reached for me, and I jumped. She didn’t let go as I talked until I finished. Only then did she offer her thoughts, though I was unsure what they would be.

What if this was it? After she heard this story and had been through so much she figured… man, she had to get out of this fucked up house.

I almost wanted to laugh at just how bad this all was starting to sound. No omega would ever want to be stuck with a pack like us.

“She sounds like an absolute fool not to see how wonderful you are, Cal. I’m serious.”

I shrugged. “Yeah, she was a fucking bitch.”

Ella snorted, peeking up at me through her eyelashes.

“I guess that’s just why I took a step back after everything. I didn’t... I wasn’t sure how you felt exactly.”

“Well, I guess that’s just it,” she sighed with a hint of amusement. “I’ve never been a good omega. And like I said Cal, she is a fool. I’m not. Or at least, I’d like not to think so even if the past few days have not exactly showcased that.”

“No.” Both of us smiled. “But you're ours.”

Her eyebrows furrowed. “I’m not yours.”

At the words, it felt like I was shot in the chest. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have said that–”

“But I’d be lying…” She took another deep breath with a fixed contemplated look on her face. “I’d be lying if I didn’t let myself feel good just sitting here. Just being with you or even–”

“Even Liam?”

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