Page 43 of The Omega Archives: Part Three

That question swirled through my mind along with the question everyone mostly spoke of. What they planned to wear for the first day of courting.

Traditionally, it was just a day of omegas slowly gathering their bearings and starting to speak to alpha suitors, as I was told.

What I wasn’t told was that my handler who promised me the best experience ever at the Omega Academy to also be glued to my side.

The moment she saw me standing in my pressed slacks and a flowy lilac blouse that Lidya let me borrow, she made her way to my side and hadn’t left since everyone started to go outside onto the grounds.

“You look so healthy,” Jessica said upon seeing me.

Staring at the ground, I narrowed my eyes. “Thank you.”

“I just mean,” she shook her head. “I’m happy to see that it appears that you are in good health and doing well here at the academy,” she said.

I nodded, looking around as she continued to ramble. But, it didn’t look like Jessica was at all out of place at this event. There were more than a few handlers it looked like from Omega Services in their pressed dress shirts and sleek hairdos.

“You know…” said Jessica, leading me further down the path. I didn’t pay attention to what she said.

In the near distance, I could see a few other omegas already set up on what looked like picnic blankets. All of them were out of uniform in soft pinks and blues. Many of them were wearing dresses and sweaters layered over their shoulders, perfectly put together. They were snacking on what was likely the most delicious chocolate cakes that were perfectly bite-sized.

I eyed them closely.

The woman next to me chuckled. “Let’s find a spot so you can get comfortable.”

“Get comfortable?” I asked.

“Didn’t they go over the expectations of the day with you?” Jessica asked me. Clearly, my face said it all. “It’s okay. Like I said a minute ago, this is my first courting season too. Everything is new and exciting. Today is sort of the first lookbetween courting alphas and omegas who are coming to the school.”

“They know who is courting?” I thought this was a blind sort of meeting.

“Some more than others, of course,” Jessica said.

Of course, they did. Just like Benjamin Davinson would know that I was here.

“Many of the alphas might’ve briefly met the omegas in the past while they were home with their families or through some of the outside showcases that the school opens up to. I believe that is how your roommate got into a bit of trouble with a few alphas.”

“Wolf Pack.”

“Yes. They came to see the art show the school hosted,” said Jessica, as if I didn’t already know the story.

The longer I spent around Lidya, the more she didn’t shut up about her pack.

I was certain that once this year was over and she didn’t have to be stuck behind the school walls, she would be in utter heaven fawning over her alphas to her heart’s content, just like she wanted to from the moment she scented them at her art showcase where Rylan had first been admiring her art.

And the rest was history.

“Here we are,” Jessica said, waving me down towards one of the picnic blankets that was a light blue gingham spread out over the grass. “You will remain here.”

“I don’t have to do anything?”

“Not today,” Jessica said with a smile as if I was amusing. “Today you get to sit back and relax. If anyone is interested in talking with you based on your scent or maybe just because you look like a very fetching omega with plenty to chat about, they can approach you. If you dislike them or would like them to leave, that is why I am here.”

Huh. For some reason, I didn’t think this entire thing would be so… calm. Easy?

At least for now.

And maybe it would be for the rest of the afternoon because as I sat there where I was told with my legs crossed out in front of me, I couldn’t help but feel nice. The sun was on my face and there was a gentle breeze that kept me cool, which lately felt like a feat.

I was constantly in and out of my heat flashes– though I didn’t want to talk about that.

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