Page 8 of Omega's Tempting Fate
“Sorry. I should get back to work.”
“No prob. I’ll update my schedule and we should be all good.”
“Kay. Later.”
“Later.”
I hung up my phone and took another glance at the calendar. Had I really forgotten to add Theo to it? But why did I seem to remember him being there?
I shook my head, opened the scheduler on my computer, and added Theo’s party shift.
He had to be right. I just forgot to add him to our calendar after confirming with him.
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I stared at the photo of my grandmama sitting on the console table. Even though my papa was beside her, and they were flanked by my siblings and I, there was sadness in her eyes. Papa’s too.
I rested my hand on my stomach. I was already several years old by the time my papa was my age, and grandmama had been even younger when she’d had papa. I knew she wanted to see great-grandbabies… but I didn’t know if I could do it.
I wanted kids. But I wasn’t about to be a single papa, and my luck with alphas had been abysmal. None of them were the one for me.
The longer it went on, the more I was terrified that Theo was right, and that I had a fated mate out there.
I squeezed my eyes shut, unable to decide which was worse: a lifetime alone, or meeting my fated mate, only to have him taken from me—just like grandmama and papa.
Papa never knew his father, having lost him before he was even born. And I only had the faintest memories of my dad, back when papa smiled every day.
I had more memories of papa trying to hide his tears, even as my older siblings ushered me from the room. Endless nights of papa weeping softly in the bedroom next to mine.
Fate was a cruel mistress, and I’d seen how easily joy turned to sorrow. I couldn’t believe that it would be any different for me.
My television droned on with whatever had come on after the news, but I didn’t care enough to change it.
It had been close to two years since I’d last been with an alpha at all. Maybe they weren’t as bad as I remembered, or I could get lucky and find one that could actually satisfy me.
Maybe I wasn’t trying hard enough, and I actually had to sleep with alphas to find one I was compatible with.
I shuddered at the thought. Younger me was slightly more comfortable with casual sex, but now all I wanted was meaning. I wanted to know that there was a possibility of more before taking a knot, and nobody felt right.
But it couldn’t be a fated mate… it just couldn’t. The universe wouldn’t be so cruel.
I jumped at a knock on the door, but settled quickly when Theo called out from the other side.
“I know you’re in there Cody,” he yelled. “Come on.”
I stood from the couch and walked over, opening the door. “Did I forget about plans or something?”
He laughed. “No. Put on your shoes. We’re going out.”
I glanced back to my couch, where I’d been ready to veg for the evening.
“Corey’s fostering a litter…” he teased.
I froze. Of course Theo would come armed with the one thing he knew I couldn’t turn down.
“Their eyes are barely open,” he continued. “And he needs help feeding them.”
“What breed?” I whispered.
