Page 7 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

Lucy wanted to know why they worshipped gods and what it was about their society and culture that fed into the idea behind their religion. It couldn’t just be coincidence, she’d insisted. There had to be something that confirmed their beliefs the same way the repetition of the seasons had confirmed the idea that spring always came after winter.

I’ve always wondered how a ten-year-old girl could be bothered to think about stuff like that, but the environment she’d grown up in was completely different from mine.

After we had lunch a few times, I’d found out she was part of the wrestling club. She was one of the best wrestlers on the coed team but I had no idea her dad had trained her in other fighting styles.

Even back then people assumed she’d settle into a beta thanks to how tall and strong she was.

Once I found out she was on the wrestling team, I tried out like the lovesick idiot I was, using the excuse of following my mother’s orders to ensure I had impressive extracurriculars on my transcripts so I’d be accepted into the best universities.

For almost two years, we were inseparable.

When Lucy had found her alpha mother in that bloody bathroom, she’d asked me over and over why her mother would do something like that when she’d seemed so happy. Why would she abandon her daughter?

Her feverishly desperate questions had scared me pretty bad. Lucy wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t sleep—there was nothing that could distract her from finding out why and it wasn’t until I’d explained her mother might have been depressed that Lucy had calmed down enough to eat and sleep again.

For my omega, the reason why was more important than anything else.

I’d experienced it myself when she’d matter-of-factly explain the most horrifying things to me.

To her, everything was either a fact, or an opinion and opinions didn’t hold any weight unless they were based on something tangible – logical.

That she’d become a private detective instead of a cop was probably for the best. Lucy didn’t follow rules if they didn’t make any sense, and that would have gotten her into a lot of trouble. I really should thank the Lopez pack for opening the Genesis Agency otherwise my little omega would have ended up in jail, or worse.

That little girl was still in there somewhere and that was why I wasn’t as freaked out as I probably should be.

If we explained to Lucy what we were doing and why, she’d accept it because it made sense. She’d understand why I’d done everything I had up until now, and why we had this bloody basement.

The only thing I was worried about was the fact that there wasn’t any hard evidence Cas hadn’t killed Gideon. There was also a small window of time where it was possible for me to have killed my own brother, especially if I’d hired an assassin to do it for me.

What might save my ass was that I was arrested so soon after his death.

Though I guess she could assume I’d done that on purpose to shift the suspicion off of me.

If I wanted to convince her, I needed hard evidence and since I didn’t have enough to rule out any possibility I didn’t kill my own brother, I would have to explain why I’d done all this.

I would have to tell her who I was.

It was time anyway.

But even then, she might not believe me. She might think I was lying just to convince her not to turn us in.

Thankfully, I had evidence I was that boy who’d wormed his way into her life until we were inseparable. I just had to go get it.

I really didn’t like having to do it this way – with her tied to a chair while Cas and I were barely functioning after thirteen days without sleep but what else was I supposed to do when she hadn’t given us a chance to explain?

Finally, Lucy lifted her head and those gorgeous, grey eyes met mine.

This time, I didn’t try to smile. I just studied her.

A chill went down my spine at the sheer depth of her rage.

She wanted to claw my eyes out and honestly, I’d let her if we couldn’t come to some kind of understanding, because this was my fault. I had to do my best to fix it or I’d really lose her and that wasn’t something I would allow.

CHAPTER 4

Cas

I was pretty fucking sure I’d never seen Liam look at Lucy like that before. It was a look I’d seen often, but not one that had ever been directed at her.

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