Page 18 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

“W- Where is Cal?”

“I can get him for you.”

“No.” I stopped him. In my haste, I nearly jumped on top of him. I quickly shifted backward, though my hasty movement made the corner of the alpha’s lip curl. “It’s fine. He probably hates me anyway.”

If he didn’t want to see me, I didn’t want to force him to. I lied after all. I omitted. I was terrible when all I did was give him crap for not telling me about his pack.

I probably wouldn’t want to see me either.

“Cal doesn't hate you.” I didn’t reply. “Calm down. It’ll only cause more stress to the rest of your body right now."

Calm down? Did he seriously just tell me to calm down?

"Sleep so that you can feel better, and we will figure out what happens from there. We’ll make a plan.”

So he said before.

They’ll figure it out. They’ll decide.

It seemed like they already decided exactly what would become of me, keeping me locked in here. This room. This house. I was never going to get out again. Everything I worked for, for years, was for nothing.

This couldn’t be happening.

My brother would be so disappointed.

I swallowed, feeling emotion begin to well. I needed to stop it.

“Calm down, little omega.”

"I can't calm down!" But, if I calmed down, maybe he’d leave. I could think of my plan. I could take care of myself just fine after all. I just needed to figure out my next steps.

Step one, calm my stupid emotions and my stupid hormones down.

Two, make sure that the big, tatted guy leaves me alone and doesn’t look like a flight risk.

Three, yeah, I was going to be a flight risk.

Then I could maybe figure out a way to get back home or to work and if I needed to run away, I could. I could start over.

I just didn’t want to.

My chest clenched.

Whatever I managed to do to breathe deeply, Marko grunted a sound that appeared to mean that he was pleased with my decision to lay back down. I clenched my eyes closed and waited until I heard him head towards the door, shutting it on his way out.

CHAPTER 7

ELLA

Imade my way into the hallway. Immediately, I could tell that I wasn’t in an average home.

This house was large and spacious with wide airy windows that made the space modern yet also dark and homey as if I stepped back in time whenever most of the larger homes were built in the city, especially near the university. Wood doors lined the hallway with ornamental knobs along with another staircase leading upwards towards what I imagined was the top floor, though I couldn’t imagine how anyone could use so much space.

It probably helped that there were four of them living here, but still.

This was an interior designer's dream. Not to mention, it was clean.

The pack that lived here clearly had a lot going for them. Cal’s pack. Maybe they even had enough to easily spoil an omega with everything and anything they wanted. Keep them happy and safe.

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