Page 19 of The Omega Archives: Part Three

“And when you’re ready, I hope you know I have a plan. And if I’m right and you are too… I think we can make it better. All of us are in this pack. Finally.”

Demetri still didn’t say a word as his fists clenched against the desk, stubborn and frustrated and most of all sad.

It leaked a painful ache through the bond, maybe the harshest of all our emotions, cloudy our heads and judgments.

I heaved a heavy breath and didn’t care when I slammed the door.

I was done being quiet. Looked like, maybe we all were.

We just had to get our act together.

Chapter

Seven

ELLA

Dim lights automatically turned on over the beds in the morning. I was expecting them to be bright, but Lidya only lightly moaned as she rolled over, fighting for another minute of sleep before pushing herself to sit up.

I watched her as she moved, feeling just how heavy my body was.

Though the bed was one of the more comfortable I slept in, I didn’t sleep a wink.

“What's going on?” I asked.

“Time to get up,” Lidya sighed. “That’s the alarm.”

“The lights?”

She nodded. “Omegas are sensitive to sharp sounds and light.”

I knew that. At least first-hand.

“It’s time to get ready for class,” she said. “If we hurry we might make it for some breakfast before the cafeteria closes again.”

Getting up, I walked over the the closet Lidya was already at, pulling a uniform out from the shelves.

“When are you going to get to talk with your alphas?”

“This afternoon, hopefully.” Lidya said, “I’ll make sure that I tell them what is going on. Don’t worry. We just need to make it through today.”

I followed Lidya's lead and grabbed my uniform from the closet. As I changed into the crisp, white garment, I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that lingered in the back of my mind. The weight of the impending day pressed down on me, threatening to suffocate any semblance of normalcy.

Once dressed, Lidya and I made our way to the cafeteria, our footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a harsh glare on the linoleum floor.

We reached the cafeteria just in time to grab a quick meal before the rush of students flooded in. As we sat at our usual table near the corner, I couldn't help but feel like an outsider looking in. Because I was.

I might’ve been an omega, but I had no idea what this place was like. This world. And every glance towards me only sent the message home.

The chatter of my classmates washed over me, their laughter and banter a stark contrast to the thoughts tumbling around in my head.

Lidya nudged me gently, offering a reassuring smile as if she could sense my unease.

"You'll be fine," said Lidya, passing me a banana. “Let me look at your schedule.”

“Huh.”

“What?”

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