All Chapters of Omega’s Project : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Tommy ..“No. It wasn’t with Liam,” I said, “it was with Mason.”Gerard arched his brow. “Mason?” He echoed. “Mason, your P.A?”I nodded, my mind spiraling.“Is he an Alpha?” Gerard asked, his voice rough. “I thought he was a Beta?”My eyes remained fixed on the vial that was glaring at me on the table, my fingers digging into the hardwood.“He is a Beta,” I said, my voice tight.“Then why would he do it?” Gerard asked. “It doesn’t make any sense.”I curled my finger around the vial and snatched it off the table. “There’s only one way to find out and that’s by asking him.”I turned around and headed towards the door. About to leave, when Gerard called me out. “Tommy, wait.” He turned around. “Are you going to just ask him like that?” He closed the space between us. “Do you think he’s going to tell you the truth?”“Either he tells me the truth, or he is fired,” I gritted. Gerard stared at me. “Alright,” he said, exhaling.I turned around and marched down the hallway. The elevator

TOMMY..“What’s going on here?” I asked.Their eyes lingered on me for too long and then my father spoke.“Leave now, Tommy.”His words came out clipped and cold, but they barely reached my ears.When I didn’t move, didn’t falter, my father lifted himself off his chair.He stared down at Freya, who although felt smaller, still tipped her chin in defiance.“I hope we don’t cross paths again,” he said, adjusting his suit.On his way out, he stood before me and placed his hand on my shoulder. “Whatever comes out of her mouth, don’t believe it,” he said, voice flat. “The only things she does well after painting is lying.”My stomach dipped. He must have known her very well, well enough to know she was a painter. My father wasn’t a fan of art, so how did he know her?He patted my shoulders twice and then left. The door shut behind us and I could barely stare anywhere else but at Freya.She didn’t move. Didn’t flinch. Just sat down, seconds stretching into a minute.Then she jerked to h

TOMMY..Dinner was nice and warm. And it wasn’t just because of the food. For once it actually felt like I had a family. My mother talked about her different experiences when she travels to certain countries. When she aimed for things her hands couldn’t reach, Gerard would help with them.Gerard flirted with me— a lot.But Freya didn’t seem to care. She would laugh and tease me, telling me Gerard’s making me act like a small child.And while we ate alone, talking, launching. It felt right. Felt normal. Like we weren’t two Alphas. Like it wasn’t an abomination.Gerard had told my mother that if her lawyer wasn’t enough he could also help. He could hire powerful lawyers.She smiled and told him she could handle it. After eating, I cleared the dining, while Gerard did the dishes.My mother was about leave.I stared at her, something coiling in my chest. It felt as if she walked through that door, I might not see her, and if I did, she might not act like my mother again.The fear wa

TOMMY..The door unlocked, and I heard footsteps. It wasn’t Liam, we hadn’t spoken in days. Couldn’t be Mason, that chapter was close.Then his voice came. “Tommy.”My father called out. A shiver tore down my spine. My head instantly snapped to Gerard.“Upstairs.” Both of us picked out clothes and bolted up the stairs. That bought me some time to slip back into my clothes and put on perfume.“Tommy, where are you?” He called out again.“I’m coming,” I yelled.When I reached the stairs, I sniffed myself to see if the omega pheromones were still clinging to me.It was still there, buried beneath the heavy scent of my musky perfume.I arranged my shirt and headed towards him.My father was standing beneath the arch entering my living room.I hurried towards him, blocking him from moving forward. The air still smelled like sex. My pheremones—omega pheremones, melding with Gerard’s hung in the air, so strong, like it was trying to expose me.“Good morning, sir,” I said, voice stiff, ru

TOMMY..A few more days had passed and nothing had happened. Nothing had changed. No bigger muscles. No feeling stronger… sharper.I still felt like the same Tommy. The same weak Tommy.I stared at the mirror, tilting, turning, checking different angles. Trying to see if it was the light that masked the changes.I dragged my fingers down my torso and paused on my lower abdomen. I let it linger. Has the uterus vanished?I still couldn’t understand. When I began taking the omega’s drug. My body changed. I lost bulk, and my shoulders narrowed a bit.I had expected this phase to reverse. To look more Alpha-like. But here I am looking the same.But my body looked exactly the same.Better, yes. My nails grew faster. My hair looked healthier. I slept more deeply now, and the exhaustion that always clung to me had vanished.I breathed in. My pheremones still hit my lungs the same. Not even a little change.My stomach twisted. I shook my head, shook any negative thoughts off before they c