She smiled sadly like she knew omegas were doomed from the beginning. “Let’s pray nothing will happen. You are right, my baby.”
I sobbed even harder, trying to wipe my tears away at the memory. My family felt like a ball of light in the darkness I felt in here. And only the memories of them would help me keep my sanity.
The next day,I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep in the corner of the room.
My neck ached as I lifted my head off the cold floor, and my body was stiff with cold. My legs felt like noodles as I slowly stood up and walked to the cushion after not hearing any more screams outside.It must be morning, I thought.
I lay in the middle of the cushion, ignoring the wet stain underneath my thigh. I was too cold and tired to think straight. The ache between my legs hurt as I remembered Brett’s evil look after finishing with me like I was nothing. His look of utter contempt upon seeing me cry.
He didn’t give a fuck about me at all, and I never felt so low.
I heard light footsteps come into the room, and I opened my eyes halfway, seeing Krissy sitting at the edge of my cushion.
“Come and eat breakfast with us,” she said. I shook my head silently, wiping my nose with the edge of my shirt. I didn’t feel like going to the shared bathroom out there yet or eating the moldy food. “Staying holed up in here all day is not going to help, trust me.”
“I just need to process everything,” I said, my voice thick from crying and from sleep. “I feel like a piece of trash right now.”
“That’s exactly how I feel every night,” said Krissy. “But you can’t let them take your soul. They took your body but not your soul, Olivia.”
I thought about that for a moment. But I also couldn’t bring myself to muster up the strength to move.
“Maybe I just need more sleep.”
“I always felt like sleeping forever was the answer. I never want to wake up the next day,” she said. “But this is your new reality.”’
“Are you serious?”
It had finally hit me that I was here. And that I was here to stay as the permanent playmate for the alphas until the day I died.
“I’m serious, Olivia. And the only way you can survive is if you can take care of your soul even if they take your body as theirs,” said Krissy, holding out her hand. “Now come eat with us, okay? This will be the best part of your day. Talking with everyone about other things will help.”
And with that, I followed her out of my room to start my new life that I never asked for.
Sixteen
SERGIO
“You’re back,” said the commanding officer of the Royal Pack.
He sounded bored as I sat on the other side of his desk in his office. I was the complete opposite of bored, ready to tell him more information regarding the omega breeding camp.
“As you know, Henry is still breeding omegas,” I said. “I have pictures from the Birthing Building.”
Reaching inside my jacket, I pulled out the polaroid pictures of mothers in sterile white rooms and a large circular room where they kept the babies.
“Do you have proof that the omegas have been brought there by force?”
“Jareth, you know they have,” I said, exasperated and annoyed. He was scratching his mustache and looking at me like I was stupid. “I was sent on a mission myself to kidnap a young omega.”
His eyebrows rose, and I remembered the recording I kept of Henry telling me to do the job.
“Is that so?”
His question made the hairs on the back of my neck rise.
He gave off the same vibe that Claws had, and I decided to hold back from showing him the recording. I would have to find the king and talk to him directly. He didn’t look interested, and something seemed off this time.
“Yes,” I said, staring at the dusty family portrait on his desk.