Page 141 of Loving Ladybug: Part One
Tens
Breakfast is waiting, M’lady.
Me
That’s what I like to hear.
Clark
Your snuggles are waiting, too.
Me
Perfect
“Are you feeling better?” Dean asked as we drove across the grass, the early morning air pleasant.
“I told you, I’m fine.” I’d woken up upset and clumsy. It happened sometimes.
“Okay. You know you can trust me, right?” He frowned a little. “Did they say or do something that set you off? Also, I hate to say this, but your eating habits suck and good nutrition will make you feel so much better. Fuck. Are you on legal shit? Illegal shit can fuck with you. Grif used to see a doctor that helps hidden omegas. I can give you her info.”
“I’m not an omega. Will everyone stop?” I snapped. Last night had been amazing and I didn’t like how I now felt shitty. I should still feel amazing… It wasn’t guilt, either.
Dean flinched like I’d slapped him and regret filled me.
“I… I’m sorry. My dads wanted me to be an omega like my sisters. When Austin and I broke up, he’d said he always thought I’d be one.” Andhim.Fucking Lucius. Tears streamed down my face.
The golf cart stopped and Dean pulled me to him. Omegas were usually pretty huggy people. He smelled like a cozy sweater, along with wisps of his mates’ scent.
“It’s okay, Ladybug. It’s just that right now you seem to be stuck halfway between an omega drop and a spiral.” He looked worried. “I don’t know if bringing you back to your naked boys will make it better or hurt you more. I don’t know how to fix this.”
Ugh, I really was broken, wasn’t I? Given I was with Austin when everything happened, I didn’t notice much difference. But now…
The tears kept coming.
“If you’re not an omega, maybe you should take a gamma test,” he said softly. “And I mean this out of love. Something’s wrong.”
Gammas were essentially failed omegas. Something in their environment was dangerous enough that their body stopped a biological process, because it felt dangerous. It used to be things like war and famine. Now it was mostly asshole parents.
My dads were assholes. But not like that.
It didn’t show up on the basic test, you had to do a special one.
“I had one a couple of years ago. Omega test, too. I come up as a beta on everything. I just need food and snuggles,” I admitted. As much as I didn’t want to have this conversation with Tenzin and Clark, they should know how damaged I was before we got deep.
“Okay.” Dean drove me back to the cabin, worry resided in his scent.
Before I’d even gotten out of the golf cart, Tenzin stood there, in nothing but a pair of too-short drawstring shorts, that were Clark’s.
“Precious.” Tenzin scooped me up. He kissed my forehead. “I have breakfast–and Clark.” He turned to Dean. “Thank you.”
“If you need me, please call me.” Worry gleamed in Dean’s eyes.
Tenzin carried me into the villa. Valya was sitting at the table on her phone. She snickered a little as we walked by.
“Have fun,” she called, as Tenzin and I went into the room and shut the door.
The overwhelming aroma of food and coffee made my stomach growl. A delicious spread sat on the low table by the couch, which had been moved, so we could look out the window at the wolves. The fire flickered in the background and the room smelled nice, like lavender.
