Page 57 of Sweet Omega
As if summoned by his question, a soft, compelling voice filled the space.
“The people have come out in their numbers to make their fears known. This comes after the Alpha King was forcibly removed from office, following his involvement in a scandalous encounter with his omega assistant. Sources confirm that the omega unexpectedly went into heat, triggering the king. The Alpha King is currently being held at Dladr Academy Health Center under evaluation. We await the results of those tests.”
Ludiin lifted his gaze slowly to meet Luci’s eyes.
“This is…”
“I know,” Luci said as he continued pacing the room like a caged animal. “I can’t believe it either. They want to put us in cages now. As if we’re threats. We already don’t have rights, and now they want to take the scraps we’ve been clinging to?” He threw his hands in the air. “No. No, I won’t let them do that to me. I won’t let them fucking reduce me to an animal.” He kept pacing, voice rising, spilling into a furious rant, his words coming out faster than his body could keep up with.
But Ludiin barely heard him.
A low, high-pitched ringing filled his ears, cutting through Luci’s voice like static. The room tilted.
He shook his head, struggling to process. None of this made sense. He’d just helped Tarymn with the Alpha King’s case. And now this? Everything was falling apart, fast.
What the hell happened?
Ludiin turned toward the stairs, his mind spinning, searching for answers he didn’t have. Then he froze.
Tarymn stood at the landing, watching him with unreadable eyes.
Ludiin’s heart slammed against his ribs at the sight of him. Everything around him blurred into nothing, leaving only the memory of last night and the reckless choice he’d made. His chest tightened as panic clawed at his insides.
God, what was he going to do?The question burned in his mind, over and over, and Tarymn’s unyielding stare only made it harder to breathe.
“I should check on my friends,” Luci said, his voice breaking through the tension. He stopped pacing, concern flickering in his gaze. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah. I’m fine,” Ludiin replied, not meeting his eyes.
Luci turned and then saw Tarymn. He sighed, shaking his head as he made his way past him. “You guys really fucked this one up,” he muttered.
Tarymn didn’t respond, just let out a slow, strained breath. He crossed the room in silence, dropping onto the couch like his bones could no longer hold him up. He buried his face in his hands and let out a guttural groan, the sound raw and heavy.
Ludiin swallowed hard.Fuck.
Last night. He’d messed everything up…again.
He moved toward the couch slowly, each step heavy with regret. Words scrambled in his head, none of them enough. He had sworn it would never happen again. But it had.
It fucking had.
“Tary… I…”The words caught in his throat when Tarymn looked up at him.
His golden gaze shimmered with barely restrained emotion—hurt, betrayal, maybe even fear. He looked exhausted.
“I’m sorry,” Ludiin whispered, because it was the only thing he could say.
Tarymn reached for him, fingers closing around his hand before pulling him down into his lap. He wrapped his arms around Ludiin and buried his face in his neck, holding him so tightly Ludiin could barely breathe.
Ludiin went still, his breath catching. Tarymn’s scent swirled around him, dizzying and overwhelming. It made his head spin.
But he didn’t move. He couldn’t.
“I couldn’t stop it,” Tarymn said, his voice hoarse.
A wave of guilt curled tight in Ludiin’s gut. He’d done this to him. He pushed him over the edge. It wasn’t Tarymn’s fault. It was his.
“It’s not your fault. I should have…”
