Page 22 of Small Town Shy Omega
“Do you want me to send them a Super Like?”
Gretel’s cheeks turned pink. “IDK, Layla. I’m kinda fed up with the dating scene, especially after the shitshow at Marion’s last night. An Omega can only take so much, especially in a world where Alphas think they hold all the cards.”
“Every generation of Alphas says the same crap. They all say we’re not Omega enough, and that we need to submit more. I saw a meme on Instagram the other day about Flapper Omegas in the 1920s.”
“Flappers? You mean those dancer girls?”
“Yes, the flappers. Anyways, men back then were trying to tell those girls they ought to be more submissive. Theycreated propaganda pamphlets dissuading young women from becoming flappers.”
“This really does happen every generation, girl.” Gretel let out a sigh. “Sometimes I feel like I should’ve just gone into Only Omegas and gotten rich. I wouldn’t have to deal with any of this, of course then I wouldn’t have time to run Gretel’s Goodies on the side.”
“You could probably still do Only Omegas,” I snorted, setting Gretel’s phone down. “And run your blueberry shop on the side.”
“When would I ever find time to gather my blueberries?”
The pack double-hearted Gretel.
Pack Firefighter:Is this the Omega whose cat we rescued from that tree last year?
Gretel’s blue hair fell over her face. “OMG!! I actually know these Alphas. They rescued my kitten from a willow tree!”
Gretel grabbed her phone.
Gretel:I totally forgot >.<
Pack Firefighter:We thought you were taken
Gretel:Ohhhhh no, I was just with a pack that didn't work out. Story of my life
Gretel:lol
We waited for a response.
Gretel bit her lip as she turned to me. “Left on read.”
“Crap,” I hissed, “maybe they’re just busy.”
Gretel burst into tears.
“Every match I get, I wind up screwing up. Either I’m not Omega enough, or I’m too emotional, or just plain silly. I’m undateable girl, and I’ll probably remain single for life.”
“Your pack is out there, Gretel! Have faith.” I smiled, hugging my friend. “Maybe they had to go on a firefighting rescue mission. Keep your chin up.”
The loud sound of fire engines blazed through the town.
Wee ooh wee ooh.
Gretel’s right brow ticked up. “Maybe you were onto something.”
I wanted to say something to comfort my friend. Really comfort her.
“I’ll light a candle for you tonight,” I said earnestly to Gretel. “I’ll do it while I bring my crystals out under the moon. And I’ll offer a prayer to the fates that you meet your pack.”
“Do you reallypray?” Gretel frowned, confusion in her wide, blueberry-and-witch hazel eyes. “I mean, do you actually believe we’re not alone in the universe?”
“I started again,” I said, a smile hovering on my lips. “The goddess, girl. She protects all Omegas and some Alphas I guess, too. The ones who aren’t assholes.”
Gretel snorted. “If you say so.”
