Page 95 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

He circled me with the tip of his tongue and I couldn’t hold on any longer.

My hands flew down to grasp his hair. My hips rocked into his face until I cried out louder than ever before.

Pleasure rocked me.

Marko kept going, carrying me through.

Chapter

Twenty-Nine

ELLA

Iwas flushed by the time Demetri and Liam returned, still replaying what had happened in the living roomover and over againthroughout my shower and changing into another set of clothes.

It wasn’t just Cal that wanted me. That was clear.

And it wasn’t just Liam either.

Demetri thought the moment he walked through the door, I could tell he knew. He froze for a second, looking between his pack mates as if they had the proof written all over themselves—or maybe through this mysterious pack bond I heard Cal mutter about now once or twicebutI still hadn’t the courage yet to ask more about beyond what I already knew.

Yet he said nothing.

“How did it go?” Cal asked.

“We’re going to dinner,” said Demetri.

We all turned to look at him. Even I did. We were going out to dinner. Of course, he probably didn’t include me in that statement. Ha! He barely even let me go to the university to save his research todaysayingit was too big of a risk.

But he only shrugged and looked at everyone whostill, like me, remained motionless.“Let’s go.”

“You’re serious.”

“It’ll all be over soon enough,” the pack leader said.“Everything isbeing settledandsoI think we all deserve anight to relax.All of us.”

“And here I thought you turned all serious.”

“In for a pennyinfor a pound,” said Demerti with a laugh, his eyes landing directly on me as he extended a hand for me to take.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Being able to laugh with them someday.

I took his hand and breathed in his rich chocolate scent all the way to the car.

Chapter

Thirty

CAL

Sitting down for dinner felt like the strangest thing in the world. Or, at least for usrecentlyever since Demetri started taking on the extra responsibilities and the rest ofussave forLiamstartedto transition our work into that of Demetri and Prestford enterprises as expected, the pack had taken on a less chaotically happy tone.

Be it from work.

Or growing.

Or even omegas.

Everything felt different tonight as we stuffed ourselves into thelargestcar and made our way across town to a restaurant we knew Ella would like and that it would be rare if anyone recognized us at. Besides thatis,the people who owned it.

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