Page 10 of Knot So Broken

Talking about designations makes me feel uncomfortable even though it is so ingrained in my day to day life.

From birth to the day I turned sixteen, I was convinced that I would be a Beta. Both my parents were and according to everything that Ihave been able to find, Betas can only produce Beta children. Omegas and Alphas are only ever born into packs.

When my scent first spiked around an unmated Alpha who had come to visit my father, I soon knew that I didn’t know anything at all. Not about me and certainly not about being an Omega.

If I knew what was to come from that point on, maybe I would have done something to try and hide what I really was. Maybe even run so that I could have prevented the rise in punishments I got.

Being a useless child was enough of a mishap, but to be a useless Omega child, nothing could have prepared me for that.

I still have the scars from the whip my father used to punish me. Like it was my fault that I sent that Alpha into a rut.

His words still haunt me to this day. I know now to never go out in public without dousing myself in neutralizing spray.

Anxiety has filled me every single day since that particular instance that something like that would happen again.

Thankfully, I have remained mostly scott free so far.

“We all know that our designations are either Alpha, Beta or Omega. Omegas are the very epicentre of our world. Alphas are naturally dominant in nature. Omegas are naturally submissive. Betas are our neutral ground. Since the First Emerging, these designations have worked in harmony.”

What she is failing to mention is that Omegas need Alphas. Need to depend on them to get through their heat. To provide a safety net for us. To protect us. While some Omegas are desperate and need that, the idea of just having someone to have an actual conversation without a side of abuse would be enough for me. Someone that I can unload toafter a hard day. Or just someone that would listen to my ramblings. At least that's what I think I want. Or have convinced myself I want.

To be honest, I don’t even know if I could even ramble anymore. I know I used to talk the ear off my mother when she was alive.

But those days are long gone now.

Along with any hopes and dreams I had of having someone.

Chapter Four

Gods, she is incredible.

Theo left out that detail in his messages. Not that he went into much detail at all. Home Room felt like it went on for hours.

Strange looks were aimed my way with the way I was practically vibrating the desks with pent up energy.

When the bell finally rang, I shot up out of the seat like my ass was on fire. The moment I hit the hallway before Designation class, I could smell her.

Her scent assaulted me in the best way possible. I couldn’t stop myself from stumbling as it hit my brain.

I never thought that I would be lucky enough to be blessed with a mate, let alone a scent match.

None of us did.

Omegas are rare enough as it is. Alphas outnumber them a good five to one, which makes sense that they take large sized packs.

Maybe that's what has turned off the last few Omegas that had been shoved in our direction.

None of their scents were right. Sure they were pretty enough but they smelled sour. As had everyone, until her. She smells sweet andsoft. It's delicious. I have to swallow down the saliva that pools in my throat.

I can’t fucking drool over a scent. I’m not a dog. Yet the way I’m practically panting over her makes me feel like I am.

Stepping into class felt like I had hit a brick wall of her. My gaze found her straight away. Her rust colored hair framed her face like a picture frame.

While her eyes remained firmly on the front of the classroom, I knew she sensed us walking in. Her body hardened slightly from its slumped position in her chair. Her eyes never strayed from their position. It was adorable. She made such a convincing story that we didn’t affect her, but I know better.

When I finally shook myself out of the shock of seeing her for the first time, I knew one of the empty seats beside her had to be mine. Theo must have been looking out for us considering he decided to take the seat directly behind her.

I didn’t bother to dive further into why she seemed to straighten further as he sat in his seat.

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