Page 83 of The Omega Archives: Part Three

Tonight, it would all come out.

Everything would go smoothly as long as everyone would follow orders to a tee. As the bond acceptances continued, when it was Ella’s turn, I’d be behind the stage, ready to sneak up and grab her while everyone else swooped in past the Davinson security to arrest Davinson Sr. and his tiny dicked snake son.

That was all going to be in public would make it all so much more sweet.

Sweet as pie.

Sweet as berries.

Liam mumbled something back to Marko before patting me on the shoulder and squeezing it. “Almost over, Cal. Almost over.”

“Almost over.” I nodded. “Let’s never do this again.”

Liam nodded and turned away to go back to his post now that everything was starting, but before he got far, I heard a grunt behind me.

Twisting around, it wasn’t Liam- or it was, but he was pinning another alpha against the wall.

“Woah, woah,” the alpha in a pressed suit said.

Though, he didn’t look like a lot of the other alphas did in the room. He looked ruffled, not to mention young compared to the rest of the alphas in search of their other halves. Some with better intentions than others.

He also smelled familiar. Like Berries and cream.

Even I could smell it.

My eyes latched to him much like Liam. He was almost at a growl as I stepped forward.

Luckily, the guy started talking fast.

“You guys. You were talking about Ella. You were, right? Please say you were.”

Liam, as usual, recovered faster than I did as my eyes widened at her name. “Who the fuck are you?”

The alpha extended a hand as if we were going to shake it. At least as much as he could while still being pressed forcefully against the wall. I knew I should’ve been thinking more serious thoughts, but all I could think was...

Was this guy serious?

“I’m Lucas,” he introduced himself. “Are you- are you her pack? The ones that left her?”

Again, there was a shared look between me and Liam, mostly with confusion.

“You are, aren’t you?” This guy was full of questions. But he was also cute I was starting to notice, in a way, with tanned skin and bright eyes that made him look excited, thrilled even to see us.

And he still smelled like Ella...

“Who are you to Ella?”

He seemed to take my question as confirmation of his own. His shoulders slumped and Liam hesitated but set him down on his two feet.

He offered a weary smile. “Thanks. I’m... her alpha.”

Wait. What?

“I’m her alpha,” he said again, more confidently, as if we hadn’t heard him the first time. But we did.

Liam eyed him.

“We’re scent matches,” Lucas explained.

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