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~Winnie’s Point of View~ ~One Year Later~ “I’m so nervous I should have worn an adult diaper! Ohh, having so many babies has not been kind to me,” Grace whispers as our limo pulls up to the premier. We all absolutely burst out laughing, and I go on so bad I’m afraid of crying and ruining my make-up. Grace had taken a small, non-speaking role in the film but also refused to be in the credits. She wore a wig and definitely looked different, but someone will notice. All of her children had non-credited roles too. I rub my little baby bump and Tyler does too. Our little guy Hawley is at home with all of his cousins, but his twin sisters get to come along for the big night. I can’t believe I’m pregnant again but I couldn’t be more excited. When I see my name next to Ty’s in big lights, my stomach flips. Finch and Jack both reach for me, and pull me so hard I fall out of the seat. “We’re so damn proud of you,” they both say, at the same time. I giggle and rub their backs. *Don’t cry
~Daphne’s Point of View~“It was an honest mistake. Don’t fire me please, you know how much I need this job,” I whined, pathetically.The look on my manager’s face told me all I needed to know. I was already as good as shit canned. One too many mistakes this month, most of which legitimately weren’t my fault but all ended up looking that way. It seemed like I was constantly defending myself and it seemed like that was all anyone saw.“Get your stuff Daph. You can get your check for this week on Friday, I’ll pay you for the rest of today,” Brandon said, sticking up his nose and walking away.My hand pulled back on its own, nearly ready to punch his lights out. I could hardly stand to add assault to my current predicament. I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw there were only 45 minutes left in my shift. How freakin’ generous of him. I was certain he knew already he’d fire me today, he was just waiting until I did tonight’s work.I sighed and took off my smock, dropping it on the f
~Daphne’s Point of View~I gaped at the building and fished out my phone again to look at the map. I had five missed calls and voicemails. All from the same number. Hmm, that cop I bet. Oh well, he can wait. My heart couldn’t handle what happened to Greta, but the fact was that she wasn’t in need of a home anymore and I was, desperately. I blew out a hard breath, it was already nearing dinner time and I just wanted a bed. Opening the door, a light smell of something cinnamon wafted in my nose and it was so damn nice. Like walking into a house where someone’s baking. It warmed me down to my bones.The walls were a nice cream color with little splashes of beige and light yellows. You’d think it was a bit institutional but they pulled it off so well. The lights were soft, and the furniture looked big and comfy. Is this like a rich people’s shelter?If it is, I sure as hell hope I can stay. I’d even take the damn waiting room couch right now, I was that tired.“Well hello,” a woman’s vo
~Daphne’s Point of View~“Holy cow,” I gasped, covering my mouth as the helicopter began its descent.“We have people to take your bags, you ladies can just hop off and a guide will meet you,” the pilot said.I heard him speaking but my heart thudding in my chest was all consuming. The water below was nearly clear and I could already see fish swimming. My eyes moved to the mountains in the distance, the forest. There was a bit of everything here. It was absolutely breathtaking. Out of a story book. There were three other women with me, they were Omegas as well. It took a week of Evelyn’s hard convincing and my lack of literally any other options to convince me to do this. Two other Omegas, Phoebe and Janet came in from somewhere in Canada a couple days ago and last night Maggie from Florida. They were all younger than me, perhaps far more impressionable. Basically all ready to be baby makers. That part, I wasn’t sold on.All of the ladies were a bit bigger, like me. Curvy or just pud
~Vance’s Point of View~My tiger paced in my head, fuming. We had found and tracked the Omega, she should be ours. My heart raced just thinking about her luscious body.But technically, Barrett put his hands on her first. He was the one who pulled her from the river and that fact made me absolutely sick. Had I gotten to her first, won her … it would mean everything. To me, to my brothers and our entire family.She was so damn lucky to have only basic cuts and scrapes, she could have died. What the hell was she thinking?The fact that there were four Omegas today, four, was unreal. My brothers and I knew for sure we would get one, we had to really due to an ultimatum laid down by our parents. The time for playing around and waiting for the perfect female for us was over.But when my tiger smelled her, no other would do. She was IT. THE ONE. The one we’d been waiting for, and I had to have her. Once I laid eyes on her, I knew she was mine. There would be no chasing after another. I imme
~Daphne’s Point of View~ They have to have a phone here, they have to. I was absolutely promised I could change my mind! I need a damn bat signal, someone to come get me! Mind changed like you wouldn’t BELIEVE! #Regret #DeepRegret I could hear lots of voices outside my hospital room, and some kind of commotion. Then … I smelled it. My stomach immediately soured and I gagged, leaning over the bed to throw up. The sound of it hitting the floor was somehow worse, and the door flew open as I continued to heave. It was mostly water, since I’d probably swallowed so much. Doesn’t really matter how good a swimmer you are if the current is strong. Too strong. Oh and you smack your head on a rock and get a concussion. What an idiot you are Daph! “What the fuck is that,” I gagged, as more of the smell filtered in. I choked and threw up more since the idiot in my room had a follower who was holding the door open. Did something die and then something else ate it and puked it up and died
“Put me down you oversized drag queen lumberjack,” I shouted, as I kicked and tried to wiggle free. He didn’t say a word, just kept walking. Nice view of his tight ass but otherwise not the ideal way to spend ten minutes. When he slowed a bit I began to fight him harder, trying to get down. SLAP “Ow, what the hell,” I yelled, when he smacked my butt. “That will teach you to defy me and also to learn some manners,” the man said, as if he were put out. “Well look here buddy, I am the one who is put out! I am the one being held hostage and-” “Gregor, really,” I heard, from a female’s voice. The sounds of heavy feet running filled the air as the lumberjack flipped me over and then I was airborne and trying to scream. Nothing came out but some weird noises that made no sense. Strong arms caught me midair before I could hit the ground. I was a panting mess, trying to catch my breath. I squealed when I realized that somewhere along the way I lost the sheet and quickly tried to cover m
~Daphne’s Point of View~ Freaky, giant bird claws. That’s what my hands were currently resting on. That’s what was currently holding me as we flew up, up and away. “Uhh, yeah this is like cool and all but I like the ground. Uhm, I like uhm, the ground. A lot,” I mumbled, as I popped one eye open. I was once on a roller coaster, one of the very few outings in high school. It took me half an hour of a pep talk to even get on and I had my eyes shut the whole time as I told the seatbelt how much I loved it. How I was its friend. How I believed in the seatbelt. Definitely no buckle up here. It really was a breathtaking view. Clear blue ocean with a clean sandy beach, snow capped mountains in the distance. Pristine forest all over. Lots of … sharp … pointy things. Things that would hurt. The wind he was creating was enough right now, hitting me smack in the face without so much as a hello. It was clear he was going toward the mountain, and it looked damn cold there. Just as I had tha