Page 16 of The Omega Archives: Part Three

“You’re such a–”

“A what? A mated omega, Soph?” Lidya asked. She threaded an arm through mine, keeping me close. “Stay away from me and my friend who has more class than you ever will even after all those etiquette lessons. Shame.”

“Like I’d want to be anywhere near you. Your trash smell might be catching.”

“I think that was just my insult. But feel free to use it.” Lidya offered as she tugged me along. “Let’s go.”

“That…” I took a deep breath. “Could that have gone worse?”

I knew the answer, and yet it made me feel better when Lidya attempted to disagree with me.

“Well, yes. I mean, there was this one girl who completely went crazy and started throwing things when she started here a few years ago. No one let her live it down until she was matched and left. Even still there is the occasional mean omega mess going on that the administrators say is ‘just part of our designation.’” Lidya rolled her eyes. “Like being a complete bitch is just an omega quality.”

I chuckled. I never thought so until this evening. “Don’t worry about it.”

“But what about your friends?”

She rolled her warm hazel eyes that flashed like jewels in the low light. It was nice that the lights had a set time to gently dim to the right amount. They didn’t give me a headache. “So be it. They’ll get over it too. They’re already upset considering that I am still going to school even though I matched with my pack for the rest of the year. Under the contract, we have to make everything good– and a pack, even a pack of me and only two alphas– That scandalizes them all too.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Nope. God, it’s like they think that I’m out here getting voluntarily gang-banged, which I mean…” her head swayed back and forth as if considering the validity of that statement.

I immediately started to envision myself between Cal and Liam. Liam would be whispering dirty words in my ear as Cal kissed me from underneath my chin down to my breasts Liam held for him, gently squeezing and playing with me like I was their favorite toy.

“Control the perfume, girl.”

My face flushed as I was yanked out of my thoughts. “Sorry.”

She shook her head with a shrug. “Just teasing. You can think all the dirty thoughts about your pack you want. Makes me feel better about whatever is going on here.”

“What?” I asked.

“Just that I know after everything you said now that you love them. Makes me feel like even more of a hero to make sure that we get you back to them and out of here. If that’s what you want, anyway.”

“Oh, I don’t…”

Did I love them?Love them,love them?

The idea sounded crazy. I was living with them, but I still barely even knew them. It wasn’t logical for me to love them. But…

Lidya didn’t look convinced either.

“Sure,” she smirked. “Tomorrow will be better. Just follow my lead and we’ll both get out of here sooner rather than later. I’m sure Rylan and Mark will be able to sort everything out. YOu don’t need to worry about anything.”

I nodded. “Okay.”

“I mean it.”

I could tell she did. Or she hoped at the very least she could do all she promised. It was just as good in the end.

“I’m just glad that you ended up here and I found you,” she said softly. Talk about fate right?”

Fate. That reminded me of Cal. That hole in my chest felt like it was opening up again. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes before I could swallow them down. I was only glad that it was dark and no one could see me right now as I was about a second away from falling apart if I let myself.

And I wouldn’t let myself. I already made it this far.

“Goodnight, Ella. Sweet dreams.”

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