Page 79 of The Omega Archives: Part Three

Which, most of these families would likely have in the end for more pomp and circumstance.

I already heard some omegas back at the hall talking about what kind of dress they planned on shopping for and what kind of flowers would best enhance their scents the day of. They were also speaking about other things for tonight and the many nights after when they couldn’t wait to begin serving and being with their alphas at last.

The moment they had been waiting for since finding out they were omegas, most of them.

“There you are.”

I was taken further into the room by none other than Benjamin Davinson. I knew to expect him, but I hadn’t expected to be assaulted directly at the door.

“You couldn’t stand to be on time. You make me look like an idiot,” he scolded me.

I didn’t know what to say, so I just blinked.

“At least you look presentable tonight,” muttered Ben, throwing back the tumbler of whatever he was drinking in his hand. Yanking me towards him, I smelt the thick coating of alcohol still on his breath along with the rest of him.

I fought not to gag.

“Now can you make sure that you do what you need to do and not cause me problems?” he asked me as if I had done something already terrible.

“When have I ever done that.”

He gripped my arm harder.

“I’m serious. You pull through tonight and maybe I won’t lock you in your room and make you regret ever running away,” he said through grit teeth before taking a deep breath. He paused.

What was he doing?

“Though, by the looks of things, I don’t think you’d want to be alone during your heat.”

“What?”

“Any moment now I bet. You stay next to me,” he instructed sternly. “I don’t want any of these other alphas trying to get their hands on you. I don’t take soiled goods.”

Oh, if only he knew.

The corner of my lip curled, luckily he was too busy straightening himself out as we approached one of the tablesnear the side of the room with a view overlooking the courtyard outside. At the table were a few of Ben’s friends I recognized from the last courting event. And then there was also a face I hadn’t thought I’d see.

Alpha Davinson, Benjamin’s father, remained visually to be one of the most formidable alphas I had ever seen.

He was exactly what you’d imagine when you thought of an alpha with stark lines and a tight jaw. He was big and wide and filled out his suit in a way that didn’t appear natural.

He also looked exactly what you’d imagine when someone said,“Villain.”

Benjamin Davinson’s father looked me over with nothing but distaste before it dissolved into something even more uniform. “Nice of you to join us.”

I didn’t say anything.

He smirked looking at me from the very top of my head and lingering down as he ran his tongue over his canines like I was some kind of meal he planned to partake in.

Would I have to hold back more than a dozen gags this evening?

“At least you haven’t forgotten it looks like how to be a proper Davinson omega. Might not be the worst decision you made yet.” He directed that part at Benjamin. “Perhaps we did break you in better than I believed we did after you pulled that stunt. Trust me when I say that it won’t happen again. Correct, son?”

I glanced towards Benjamin’s mother who was sitting with a blank expression on her face in the seat next to where her husband was standing. It was like she wasn’t even there. She was a shell of a perfectly painted omega with perfectly placed blush and false eyelashes.

Benjamin nodded easily towards his father. “Oh no. I’m going to have my eye on my omega from here on out.”

“Indeed, you will.”

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