Page 12 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

A low whistle came out of Allison almost before she could stop it. She chuckled a little at the sound she made, somehow the picture of calm.

Sixteen. The omega, Ella, presented a little earlier than some omegas at sixteen and had a heat at sixteen. Who had helped her through it? What happened? How did she manage it and then get away alone… to this?

“I think it is your turn to calm down now, brother,” Marko whispered to me.

He was right.

I could only imagine just how tough the past day or two must've been for him, though he didn't seem too out of it. If anything, Marko's eyes looked the clearest I'd seen them in the past year, the bond I could feel connecting us, warm and steady rather than its occasional cold and erratic tendencies.

I asked, “Have you gotten anything out of her? Other than what Allison is?”

Another shrug. Marko was a man of few words, but usually, he had the right ones to keep me on track and collected to do what I needed to do for everyone. “Nothing besides the obvious.”

“And that is?”

“She’s been alone for a long time. Most of the time was probably spent scared and out of her mind. I can’t even imagine what it must’ve been like her finding those pills let alone what she thought she was going through every time she ran out. Living like that...” Marko clenched his jaw shut.

It wasn’t Marko’s situation exactly. Not even close to his situation. His was much worse, and yet, I couldn’t help but watch the memories pass along Marko’s eyes as he remembered exactly when he was pumped full of drugs and suppressants before…

“You can get out of here you know. Clear your head.”

“My head is clearer than it’s been in a long time,” he said.

I dipped my head, making sure to remember to keep checking up on him. The last thing we needed was for him to lose himself in all this.

This was exactly one of the reasons why I wasn’t sure about even bringing in an average omega into this house after Liam brought it up.

Our dynamic was solid, the four of us. Anything could cause it to crack. And I wasn’t willing to lose Marko. I wasn’t willing to lose any of us to add one.

Eventually, Allison came back out the door.

The doctor waved us away until we were far enough away not to disturb Ella lying down inside.

“I gave her something to help her sleep,” Allison explained, putting her things back into her bag. “I’d love to do a blood panel to check up on some things, but I understand if that… isn’t in the cards right now. Just by looking at her and from what you’ve told me, I can imagine that her kidneys aren’t up to par. Her nervous system, quite frankly, is shot. Her mind seems to be in a sort of pre-heat setting, shutting most everyone out so that it can focus on healing from whatever physical or mental trauma that must be there.”

“Trauma,” said Marko, so low I wasn’t even sure if Allison heard him repeat her words.

“Her omega doesn’t know what to do with what is happening, so her hormones are taking a hit, unsure where to land. That kind of long-term suppressant use and at such a high dose…” Allison shook her head. “We are seeing more and more adverse effects in a lot of patients who have played with them though I’ve never seen anyone on them like that.”

“But is she okay?” I asked.

“For now, yes,” said Allison. “I’d highly suggest when she calms down and things settle that she come into me for a more thorough examination. We should make sure that she is progressing now that her body is returning to where it should've been. As of now, by the looks of things, I’m unsure if the girl ever had a proper heat beyond that first one. It’s doubtful.”

“But she isn’t in heat right now?”

“No. It’s unlikely she’ll fall into one at all for a long while. I expect her body knows better than to risk that at this point. If she does… it won’t be the best thing for her,” Allison said.

“What do you mean?” asked Marko.

“She means,” I said, filling in the blanks. “Ella would not make it through a heat right now.”

Marko’s breath turned sharp. Walking away from the two of us, he headed back towards the guest room door. He knocked before walking in straight away.

“Thank you, Allison.”

She nodded. Still not moving.

“Do you need to say anything else?”

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