Page 10 of The Omega Archives: Part Two

I heard the softer voice of the alpha I never expected to be a caretaker gently consoling her.

CHAPTER 4

DEMETRI

At some point, Marko managed to get the omega to change clothes.

He was the only one that she’d let near her oddly enough over the next twenty-four hours, even though it would be a lie to say the rest of us tried.

I only went in once to get Marko to eat something while he watched over her and did nothing else. She had crawled as far she could away from me on the bed, clutching the blankets silently, breathing heavily.

At this point, the omega looked like she was half alive. Most of the time she fell asleep, fitfully. Her eyes were glazed and her body was exhausted but was no longer writhing as if she was in pain or burning up in heat.

But she was silent.

Too silent.

Silent enough that even Marko agreed when I suggested we’d call Allison. She had been a pack friend for a long time. Her family was Prestford family friends, though when they found out that she was an alpha instead of an omega like they always pictured for her, she became more of a black sheep to her parents than anything else. Most importantly right now, she was a doctor.

Not even Cal put up a fight about calling her, though he hadn’t gone up to the guest room once yet. Instead, he paced the hall or disappeared altogether.

“You have an omega here?” Allison asked the moment I answered the door, quickly shutting it behind herself. She paused in the entryway with her bag, looking around the place as the distinct scent was already permeating the entire space, and reached her nose. She blinked a few times. “Oh no. Oh no no no.”

“Allison.”

Her voice lowered into a grumbling whisper. “You have an unbonded omega in this house, Demetri. What are you thinking? Is this why she called me? Is she… did you…”

My eyes widened at what she was insinuating. “No.”

Her head cocked to the side, blond ponytail falling over her shoulder. “Do not lie to me Demetri Prestford.”

“I’m not. She…”

Noticing the way my face fell, Allison’s softened. “Just promise me you didn’t buy her or steal her?”

“Do you think so lowly of all four of us, Ali?”

She paused and shut her eyes.

“I called you.”

“No. I don’t think that,” she said. “I wouldn’t have shown up if I did. What is going on?”

I rubbed the back of my neck as I led her inside towards the stairs. Any other time when someone walked in unless we were all working, the television on. There would be noise through the house, now it was quiet. Uneasily so. “From what we understand, the omega has been disguising herself for the past several years.”

“Disguising herself.”

“As a beta,” I clarified. I still could barely wrap my head around it. “Marko got out of her that she had been using illegal suppressors and blockers so that it would look and smell as if she was a beta.”

“Wow. Still, how did you all get wrapped up in this?”

“Cal had been dating a beta.”

“Or not beta.” Allison caught on quickly.

I nodded.

“Cal was… damn.”

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