Page 12 of The Omega Archives: Part Three

“Why are you still here?” I asked her. Was I going crazy now as well as omega-insane? Nothing in my head was making sense. “I thought… You have a pack.”

“I do.” She agreed. “Of course I do.”

“Then what is going on?”

“Well, I still had one year left here… technically?”

I didn’t realize that the Omega Academy was like a college. I raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, you could also say I’m being punished,” Lidya admitted.

“Is that what all that,fine student until late, was about?” I asked, recounting the headmistress’ words.

“Let’s just say my courting of alphas didn’t quite go to plan.” Lidya sighed, leaning back on her bed piled with pillows. “But all well that ends well, right?”

I wasn’t so sure that was going to be the case for me.

“It’s going to be ok.”

I shook my head.

“It will, but for right now…” Lidya paused. “People are watching everywhere here. I get calls to my alphas and we will sort this out and make sure that you get home, but right now. You need to learn how to play the game.”

“The game?” I said though I was already starting to catch on.

“Yes. This place is filled with omegas all working towards getting out of here. Smile and pretend and hopefully we can sort this out sooner rather than later before…”

“Before what?”

She paused.

“What, Lidya?”

“Courting season is coming up. I doubt they would put you out considering you just got here and have no clue about the etiquette, but with your age…”

Right.

“I can play the game,” I said. I had been playing it my entire life, after all, hadn’t I? Just now I had to pretend some more. Keep my head down. Out of sight. Out of mind.

And then get out of here. If I still could.

If Prestford pack even wanted me whether or not they knew where to look.

Lidya studied me. “We’ll figure it out.”

Right.

“Come on, we have dinner to get to and we can’t be late. Especially not with the headmistress' eye on you with me already. You might want to change first though,” said Lidya.

I looked down at myself. I understood what I had on wasn’t fashionable, but I was pretty sure that for now, it was all I had.

Lidya immediately saw my dilemma. “You can borrow something of mine. I don’t want you to start here on the wrong foot. These omegas here are about as well mannered as piranhas, especially when it’s going to come to you.”

I wasn’t sure if I was ready to fully comprehend what she meant.

Chapter

Five

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