Page 55 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

I pressed my lips together and shook my head again. “He...”

He was murdered.

“He died, I think.”

“You think?”

“I–” I picked at my final piece of food. While we’d been talking, I practically inhaled the delicious breakfast food. “Honestly, I hope thathe’sdead. After what he did to get me out of ourverytraditional hometown, to say the least...I don’t thinkthat anyother option would’ve been as kind.”

Marko studied me.

I took a deep breath, letting the words spill outifonly to fill the painful silence. “Hegot me out of where we grew up after I presented. I perfumedandhe knew. That was all that mattered. He told me gettingmeout of there was all that mattered when he found out what happened to people like me.”

To keep me safe.

“People like omegas?”

I nodded.

“You’re going to tell me where you ran from, little omega,” said Marko.

I shook my head. I forced a small smile for his benefit, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t go back there. I couldn’t even think about it, as if afraid that I would conjure it all back into immediate existence.

Marko leaned against the counter. “I don’t understand.”

“What?”

“How were you alone all this time?” Markoasked,before cringing. “The suppressants were one thing...”

“I’m rather crafty when I need to be.”

“I can tell that you’re intelligent. I meant in the beginning. How did you make it here without anyone knowing you were any omega? How did you falsifypaperwork,since that is the only way you didn’t leave a trail, correct?”

I rolled my eyes. It wasn’t that hard.

“How did you get through your first heat?” Marko asked softly before shaking his head. “You don’t need to answer that.”

But it was too late. The memory came flooding back into my head, a lot like how it felt back at my apartment when I started to panic about the fever that scorched through myveins,unbidden.

I screamed, hitting my hands at the door when he first locked me in. I sobbed and sobbedmybody on fire and the need...

“I managed,” I choked out.

“You were alone.”

“I managed.” I snapped, hating that was so clear. I pushed away the remnants left on the plate, though I felt like I could still eata whole othermeal. “I’m fine being alone.”

“Omegasaren’t meantto be alone,” Marko mumbled from the other chair.

It was similar to what Liam had said earlier. I wanted to fight.

I wanted to say it again.

Well, this one was.

Instead, I wrapped my arms around myself. I pulled the blanketheput over my shoulders tighter. Because after spending even the past few days in their scent sleeping, I was already unsure if I ever wanted to leave. So maybe, justmaybehe was right.

Though that must’ve just been my raunchy omega talking again.

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