Page 61 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

“Yes,” I said. “We’re going home.”

Marko rubbed his chest as if he could feel my anxiety and displeasure through the bond.“Youcan’tstop thinking about the omega.”

“Hm.”I agreed with a single sound.

“She’sbeen slowly settling in. Cal checked the cameras earlier.”

“She’s awake.”

Marko nodded. “Wandering.”

“Outside?”

He shook his head.

Between Marko and I, there never was a need for a lot of words to get our point across. And Markodidn’toften share more than he had to these days. He was, however, sharing more than henormallydid. It was a good thing.

“Ihave a silent alarm in case she starts to panic,”said Marko.“Iwon’tlet her put herself in danger until a plan is in place.”

It was a good idea. I was glad someone thought of it.“There’sa lot sheisn’ttelling us.”

He dipped his chin in agreement.

“You think she’s in real trouble,” I concluded. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t thought of it myself.

“Cal seems to think so.Liaminsinuated it as well after he came backwith her the other day.”

“No omega chooses to live in poverty,”I said.

After digging further, Cal and Liam were right. That wasexactlywhat she was living like. She was hiding in graduate student housing that was more fit for animals seeking shelter. It surelydidn’thelp that Ifound outexactlywhat Prestford University was paying their entry-level librarians. Shecould’vebeenmakingmore work at the local gas station with two degrees under her belt.

It was disgusting.

She deserved so much more. She deserved everything.

It was a broad statement for a woman we just met who still may not have wanted anything to do with all of us, but it felttruein every piece of me. Alphaor not.

“What are you thinking?”Marko asked, too many emotions floating through the bond from all directions. The entire pack has been a mess.

“Iwant her to be ours.”

“You’regoing to have to make calls then.”

“I know.”

“But you can’t,” he added.

I knew thattoo, especially if the omega we had at home did believe that alphas just took whatever they wanted. Wewouldn’tbe those people to her too.Thiswould be all on her own pace, even if itwasdifficultto make that happen whenalongwith the stress of making sure she wasok, I wascertainthat an omega living with uswouldn’tbe kept a secret for long, no matter how hard we tried.

Marko didn’t say anything more as we made our way back to the house.

Pulling up the gated drive and into the garage, I made my way inside,only,it was silent. From what Marko said as he headed back out to check on Cal at the other office site where he was supposed to be dealing withLiam’sparents and the upcoming benefits they were throwing in town, meaningthey’dwant to see at least one of us there to support, Iwould’vethought Ella would be pacing and forth from the living room to the kitchen.

That wasoftenwhere I trailed back and forth when I had a lot on my mind.Then again, I usually did that when I wantedsomeone,anyoneto interrupt my constant overthinking.

I headed towards the hallway, not sensing anyone back towards the office. Turning, I went upstairs. Maybeshehad gotten tired and went back to bed. Thoughshe'dbeen looking a bit better over the past few days, it was hard to forgetjusthow neglected she had been for so long. All alone.

Not anymore.

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