All Chapters of Omega’s Project : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

GERARD..The door slammed shut, its low bang blew through me. Against my will, my spine curved, my palms pressing hard against the desk, breathing the air that still carried his scent.Damn it.I dragged my hand down my face. I shouldn’t have said Liam’s name. I knew better. I knew exactly how Liam had hurt him.But then again, seeing him get jealous just made me angry. Almost like he had the right to why I didn’t. I was the one with genuine feelings. Yet I couldn’t be jealous, he kissed Liam. I couldn’t be angry that they had sex.Almost like everyone had a claim to him, except me. But he could claim me anytime he wanted. Anything he wanted me to be.But nothing for me. My stomach twisted. What annoyed me the most was myself. I should’ve been fed up with this. I was honest. But his eyes were wide when he saw us together. My chest tightened. And then I remembered his word. I can’t even look at you without getting hurt.Another shuddered breath left me. Fuck he was making me

TOMMY..Raphael was mad. Really mad. That was the only explanation I had left. Because no sane person would drag a man they didn’t want to get married to pick a wedding suit.I sat on the low velvety couch, leg crossed, a scowl on my face, one I couldn’t hide anymore.“A white tux would be perfect,” the attendant said, a smile blossoming on her face. “You have the build for it.”“No,” Raphael said, his eyes still fixed on the black suit he was putting on. “Black. I want the black.”Another young man jumped. Raphael’s friend. I had seen him in one of his posts. And from his small build and annoyingly high-pitched voice, I could tell he was an omega.“Black isn’t even your favorite color,” he said, “white is gorgeous. And with them the veiling and embroidery, you would look so stunning.”Raphael turned his head slowly, like a possessed doll. “That is what someone wears when they’re marrying the love of their life,” he said, voice tight. “I’m not. I’m mourning.”The room went quiet. Th

TOMMY..“Here,” Freya said, handing me a cup of warm tea. “It’s herbal, it will calm your system.”I curled my fingers around the handle and brought it to my lips. “Thank you.”The water ghosted over the tip of my nose, its earthy scent curling into my nostrils.After taking a small sip, I dropped it on the stool beside me.Freya stared at me for a while, and then she said, “Are you ready to talk now?”My chest rose as I took a deep inhale. “I have something to tell you,” I said, my voice quiet.Freya nodded. “Go ahead.”Knots formed in my stomach, the words weighing heavily on my tongue. A part of me wanted to open up, to tell her everything. But I felt this friction in my throat, like my vocal cords were tightly closed.“Come on, Tommy, you have to tell me so that I can help you,” she said, her voice calm.I heaved again, my chest rising. “So it all started months ago,” I explained how I found out I was becoming an omega, how someone had been drugging me without me knowing.How G

THIRD POV..Liam crept towards the door, toes tapping the floor, careful enough not to crack through the silence.He pressed his ears to the wood, held his breath, and listened. Listened for any sign of movement, any sign that Tommy was asleep.When he heard nothing, he curled his fingers around the doorknob and turned it slightly.The door cracked open, and he moved in, feet pressed against the marble floor, careful and measured.As he moved around the room, searching for Tommy’s phone, his eyes constantly drifted to Tommy sprawled across the bed. One of his hands was thrown above his head, the other buried beneath the blanket that tangled around his waist.Liam continued, scanning across the room. First he checked the table. Aside from the note and pen, there was nothing else. His heart thudded louder as he drew closer to the bed. Seeing Tommy’s chest rise and fall made Liam’s stomach twist. He could wake up any moment from now—that was Liam’s greater fear.He checked the bedside drawer.

Tommy..A part of me wanted to believe he did actually want to apologize. But another just didn’t feel comfortable with him being here, especially when I was in heat. “You need to leave,” I said, my voice coming out rough. “Right now. You shouldn’t be here.”Liam took a step forward, and panic slammed into me.I took a step back. “Stay away from me.”His brows pulled together, his eyes dipping into concern. “You look horrible.”My frown deepened. “I said leave.”Liam exhaled. “Calm down,” he said, his fingers curling into his palm. “I just want to apologize. I want to talk.”“There’s nothing to talk about. Go.”Liam’s voice dropped. “I was sorry.” He stared at me. “I was wrong for forcing how I felt onto you.”The words caught me off guard. A soft expression broke across his face.“I should have never done that,” he continued, “I should have never forced you to kiss me.”My brows arched.“And I didn’t only do it once but twice,” he said, his fist clenching harder.Liam’s lips tight