Page 9 of Omega for the Pack

I was so done being under the control of my overprotective parents. It was time I lived my own life. If I couldn’t feel passion or love for the rest of my life, what kind of life would that be? That wasn’t fair to me.

After I frantically packed my essential stuff and everything I would need for the trip, I decided to write a letter:

Dear Mom & Dad,

I know you’re probably freaking out about where I went. Don’t worry, I’m going on a cruise trip for a week to think about things and will be back soon. So don’t worry about moving because of me or quitting your job. I can take care of myself. Thank you for telling me about my true self, and it’s time I explore what that means. I want to figure out myself and decide what I want. I’ll be home soon!

Love you both,

Tiana

I laid the letter out in the middle of my bed, staring at it for a good moment. It sounded a little too cheerful. But in reality, I was conflicted and torn inside. I had never felt so alone in my life.

Was I doing the right thing? Inside, my feelings were in a frenzy. I knelt and cried on the edge of the bed. My tears soaked through the blanket.

I shuddered as I wept, scared of what the future held for me.

Four

GRANT

The next day, I sat in my office waiting for my packmates to arrive. I remembered Tiana’s tears as I watched her through the window last night.

She was lonely, and I realized then that I should never have howled like that, getting her parents’ attention.

It was reckless on my part.

Tiana’s tears struck a chord inside me. I had to stop myself with all my power from breaking through the window and embracing her. I felt the loneliness in her heart. I could relate to that feeling.

I tapped my pen against the desk, leaning back against my chair. My office was small compared to the chief’s, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to be here any longer, so I didn’t give a fuck about my impending promotion. I would be rich soon once I turned this lost omega over.

The door opened, and Tony walked in, with Wesley following close behind.

“Hey, boss,” said Tony, flicking his obnoxiously long black hair back.

“What took you forever?” I greeted curtly.

“I had a music performance to do. Being a cop isn’t the only thing I do, man,” drawled Tony, setting his blasted guitar on his lap. That guitar never left Tony’s side. This guy was way too chill to be on this mission.

Wesley, on the other hand, was quieter. I wondered how he even joined my pack, but his keen insight was what I needed today. He nervously brushed his short blond hair back.

“Wesley, how are you?” I asked.

“I’m good. I’m excited to meet this Tiana of ours,” he said.

“As I said, she’s not ours,” I said. “So what did we find out?”

“She’s supposed to go on a cruise this Saturday,” Wesley said. “You gave me her friend’s address, and I sat outside the living room window last night listening to their plans.”

“A cruise?!” I roared, slamming my fist on the desk. After all the years it took to find her, we couldn’t lose sight of this omega.

“Why, what’s wrong with that?” asked Wesley, his hands up.

“She can go into heat at any time! She’s never gone into heat,” I said, suddenly worried. After overhearing her conversation with her parents, she had no idea what an omega was and what it meant. She was in grave danger, especially since she wasn’t taking her pills.

“Well then, we go on the cruise with her,” said Tony.

“How the fuck do we invite ourselves onto a random cruise, genius?”

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