Page 5 of Sweet Omega
“Why didn’t you say so?” he growled, turning away. He hated how his voice came out rough and tight. Fucking choked. Too many things slipping out of his control.
Fucking hell.
He barked at Pitra to go. The pod’s engines purred to life, and seconds later they were drifting down the airway.
Silence hung, heavy and awkward in the pod, but strangely not unbearable. Tarymn kept his gaze out the window, watching the capital pass in a blur of storefronts, buzzing walkways, then slowly shifted to green lawns and elegant homes tucked behind privacy walls.
The noise of the city faded the farther they drifted into the residential district, swallowed by manicured hedges and winding residential airways lined with stately homes. Tarymn exhaled slowly, the tension in his chest loosening as if the chaos had been left behind. Well… not all of it.
He glanced at the omega in the front seat.
Fuck. This is real.He was now guardian to two omegas.
Tarymn clenched his jaw, forcing down the tight coil of dread winding in his chest.
It’ll be fine, he told himself.
Then the house came into view. A quiet monument of white stone, its tall windows gleamed in the afternoon sun.
Home sweet home, Tarymn thought ready to end this day.
The pod eased to a stop in the driveway.
“Smooth as always, Pitra,” Tarymn commented as he stood and grabbed the box with a grunt. Ludiin followed quietly,clutching his own. They stepped out into the sunlight, the white stone of the house blazing against the sky.
Then Tarymn heard the soft scuff of shoes behind him.
He turned.
Ludiin stood still, eyes fixed on Tarymn like he was trying to find the words to say something he wasn’t sure he should.
Tarymn frowned.What now?
Nothing happened for a moment. Then, slowly, Ludiin bent down, set the box gently on the ground, and took a single, hesitant step forward.
It was the tiniest move, but it sent a ripple through Tarymn, unsettling him in a way he couldn’t quite name, like something deep inside him had been knocked off balance.
“Ludiin?” he asked, his throat suddenly tight.
The omega smiled, soft, small, almost hesitant, but it hit Tarymn like a blow to the chest.
Fucking gorgeous.That was all he could think, and the realization startled him. His heart stuttered, then pounded so hard he felt lightheaded, as if the air had thinned around them.
He shook his head, trying to chase the thought away, but it clung stubbornly to the back of his mind.What the hell was he thinking?
Then Ludiin spoke again. “Your eyes…”Tarymn’s brow furrowed.
“What?”
“They’re gold. They’re beautiful.”
He blinked, caught off guard, and stared at the omega. The air between them shifted—thickening, buzzing, as if something unseen stirred awake in the silence.
Ludiin stepped closer, the light catching the delicate lines of his face, his voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you.” A pause, then—
“Dad said you’d come. And you did.”
The words hit Tarymn like a cold slap across the face. Sobering. Tarymn’s spine stiffened, the moment dissolving into something heavier, something he didn’t want to touch.
