Page 23 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

Shattered.

Lucy was slowly destroying any sense of restraint and humanity I had.

Waking up to find the bed empty had been the single most terrifying moment of my life. I’d been convinced I’d never find her again and it hadn’t even occurred to me there might be something worse that could happen.

Like her finding something that would ensure she left.

Running my hand through my hair, I tried to remind myself I still had a chance. She still wanted us even if she didn’t know how to deal with it. The surveillance hadn’t been a deal breaker and neither had Arturo, but if she found out any more secrets, that would be the end.

Why couldn’t I find the right time to tell her? Should I just say fuck it, and tell her right now? Part of me thought that was the right choice, but the other part knew it would only make her panic even more than she already was.

That was the last thing I wanted her to have to experience after everything she’s been through.

Yeah, I was worried about how the truth would affect her, but if I were being honest with myself, I was just as close to panicking as she was.

What would I do if she started freaking out again? What if she got furious with me for not telling her sooner and told me whatever chance I might’ve had was gone?

I ran my hand over my face and took a deep breath full of the steam filling the bathroom. It smelled like nothing and I tried not to let that bother me.

Tilting my head to the side, I popped my neck and told myself not to think about any of it. Just scenting her panic when she thought I was going to leave and never come back had nearly sent me into a murderous rage.

What happened at Bite would look like child’s play if we weren’t very, very careful about the next step.

But everything had to be up to Lucy or this would never work.

I had to trust my omega. She was a very logical, rational person. If I gave her another mystery to solve, she could choose whether or not to solve it. I could warn her what might happen if she does find the answer, and then let her make that choice.

Any possibility of a relationship would have to be on her too.

I hated dumping so much responsibility on her, but Lucy wasn’t a normal omega. If I didn’t show her I could be more than the alpha stereotype, she’d never fully trust me.

The only way to prove that she could was to let her go and hope to fuck she’d come back.

Just thinking about watching her walk away from me made my blood boil, but I clenched my fists and forced myself to breathe through the rage – reminding myself Lucy couldn’t resist a good mystery and even after a few days of keeping our pheromones to ourselves, I was sure she’d miss us.

Because I would be missing her.

Every fucking second of every day.

My phone rang and I glared at it, wondering who would dare call my personal cell after I’d warned them all off. It vibrated in the sink where it landed after I’d thrown it, all the glass in there tinkling as well. My mother always had such impeccable timing, didn’t she?

I tapped the cracked screen and turned on the speaker.

As usual, she didn’t wait for any sort of greeting. “What the hell are you doing, Liam?”

“At the moment, I’m about to take a shower.”

My mother actually growled at me for daring to act oblivious. “It’s been over two weeks. Why aren’t you back in the office yet?”

Normally, I would see how far I could push her before she exploded, but it hasn’t been that long since she got the call that one of her children was brutally murdered and the other was taken in for questioning as the prime suspect.

So, I decided to try to be a little less of an asshole for once.

“The omega’s heat triggered my rut. I apologize, Mother. We’re going in to see the doctor before heading back to work.” There was a lot more I could say, but that was all she really needed to know.

“How absurd. I can’t believe one of the two detectives we hired was actually an omega. If she was an alpha or a beta, this never would have happened. What was Genesis thinking? It’s ridiculous they even hired an omega as a detective in the first place.”

I gripped the sink instead of snarling at my mother, forcing myself to use what Cas had taught me. I couldn’t tell her this was my omega. Not yet. I couldn’t tell her it was the girl I was obsessed with as a kid either.

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