Page 83 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

She made some very good points.

Even if they were in monosyllables of mine and yes and please.

“I’llwarn you now, little omega. Once you make your choice, Iwon’tstop until I help you,”Marko said in that unintentionally raspy voice thattrulydid not help my issue of being distracted so easily.“The moment you walked into the kitchen earlier, I could barely help myself with how much you already smelled like pack. All of us mixed with your sweet scent.”

I blinked a few times.

He just…he just said that.

God, I want him.I wanted him so badly.

But Ididn’tthink I should. Notyeteven ifhimpinning me to the gym mats sent my body alight with fire.

I swallowed as I stepped towards him. I hesitated, needing to take a deep breath to calm my raging hormones back down before I spoke.“You saidyou’dteach me. You saidyou’dteach me about how to keep myself safe.”

Marko paused.

He nodded. “I did.”

“Will you?”

Another nod.

And a whisper that sounded a bitlike,“Always.”

Sparks went through my body at the word while the rest of me wanted to melt into the cushioned floor.

Always. As ifhecould always be there and we could alljuststay right here in this strange bubble in the house we somehow createdandno one would have to face the world that my story I told them all about took place. Forbetter or for worse.

Because from the moment I would eventually open up and tell them more about what happened to me and everything…

He hummed for a second, not saying anything.“Make a fist.”

I stared at him, confused until he demonstrated. Oh, right. We were supposed to be working out here. I did asI was told. I curled my fingers into the palm of my hand.

Marko clucked his tongue, unrolling and re-tucking my fingers until my thumb rested on the outside.

“Better.” He grumbled. “You won’t break now.”

I narrowed my eyes and sat him as he studied me,as if unsure aboutwhy I came down here or asked him to fulfill his promise.“Are you upset?”

He shook his head.“Never.”

“You’re quiet though.”

“Figuredyou’dbe used to that by now.”

“Iam, but…”I drifted off, not sure what to say.“Are you upset because Ididn’topen up at dinner tonight?”

He shook his head again.

“Are you sure?”

Marko chuckled. “I’m sure. You’ll let us know when you’re ready. I hope you will anyway.”

I hoped that I wouldtooforsome reason. Ididn’twant to tell the story. All of it was too much.

“Until you dothough,”Marko said,“I’mleft to imagine what made you such a strong woman. Omega.”

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