All Chapters of Omega’s Project : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Tommy..When morning came with its light, Gerard had woken up. I stayed still, pretending to sleep, even when my body itched to move.He leaned in, close enough for his scent to curl into my nostrils. My heart thudded, and my lips almost twitched. But I kept my eyes shut and held my breath He stared at me for a while, and then he smiled, like he had caught me. “I won’t be around today, I have some business to take care off.”Still didn’t respond.Immediately I heard the door shut, I jerked out of the bed. I snatched my phone from the study table and sank into the chair.My thumb flying across the screen, I typed in the browser. How do you know if you’re catching feelings for someone?I bit my thumbnails, watching the different sites unfold.You’d like the way they smelled. You’d always want to be in their presence. You’d like to know more about them.Every answer felt annoyingly familiar. My chest tightened, and I could barely recognize the thuds my heart made.I shook my head. And

Tommy..Frozen, I stared at him like a glitch had occurred in my brain. Gerard shut the door, and the clink of the lock echoed in my head, making my heart thump even more.Memories of my first rut with him flooded my mind. How his cock felt against mine. Although I had told myself that night was a mistake and would never happen again, my body tightened with anticipation.“I don’t need your help,” I said, “I can handle it.” My tone quivered like I didn't even believe it.Gerard took another step forward, his body almost brushing mine. “Why do that when I can help you?”Trying to stop his body warmth from sneaking into me, I took a step back.But he came forward.I went back again. He came forward again.We went like that until back hit the wall. About to slither away, when his hands came up on either of me, palm hitting the wall.Something about his gaze made my stomach dip.As though I wanted to be swallowed, I pressed deeper into the wall. I cleared my throat. “Friends don’t tou

Gerard..The three days had elapsed. After we—Tommy, Raphael, and I—arrived at the LAX airport, we all went our separate ways.After his checkup this money, I should’ve felt relieved. His vitals were normal. His body was reacting normally and perfectly with the omega drug.There were no traces of tampering. No sign of foreign chemicals. Nothing pointed to Dr. Foxen doing anything to him.And that was the problem. If Dr. Foxen wasn’t doing anything, why's he so bent on treating Tommy?My grip on the steering tightened as I drove through Wilshire Boulevard.Almost reaching my company, when my phone rang. My eyes steered towards my phone in the passenger’s seat. Seeing it was Laura, I reached for it and answered.“Tell me you found something on Foxen?” Laura sighed. “Nope. Nothing,” she said, “he’s been living on the low. The only thing I found was, he has been treating leaders of Cartels.”I paused, listening.“But that’s in Mexico. He can't be arrested here for a crime he committed

GERARD..My throat bobbed, but I schooled my expression, trying not to flinch as I stared at the picture.“No,” I said, “should I?”Edwin slipped his photo back into the wallet. “CCTV showed you driving in and leaving near Dr. Floyd’s place.”A beat of silence hung in the air. “And which area would that be?” Then I spoke, my tongue moving slowly, each word measured. “I drove through a lot of areas.” Edwin scoffed. “I forgot, I was dealing with a Dominant Alpha—a genius at that matter.”My skin tightened.“But you were at SA street today, weren’t you?” He clasped his hand before him.“Yeah, I drove through the street,” I answered.“What took you there?” He asked. “Or where were you coming from or going to?”My chest instantly tightened, and my pulse hammered into my ears. I scrambled through my mind as quickly as I could, but couldn’t find the perfect lie.“Personal issues,” I said, my expression still calm. “Is there any footage of me at his door?”Edwin didn’t answer. And that

Tommy..Morning came faster than expected. Eleven hours left to give my father an answer. But my mind felt as slow and hollow as my body.I had thought sleep would cool my head, or at least escape the raging thoughts. Except the thoughts found me anyway.They slipped into my dreams, twisting into shapes I never wanted to see, making my throat taste stale.I pushed the blanket off. And that’s when I saw it. A small purplish hue on my lower arm, almost like blood had pooled there overnight.My chest tightened. But I didn’t worry much about it. This wasn’t the first time, but I just hadn’t seen it for a while.Swallowing, I brushed my thumb over it. There was no pain, just a little soreness. Probably pinched myself in my sleep.My throat felt parched. I dragged myself out of bed and headed downstairs to drink water. That’s when the aroma of fresh pancakes hit my nostrils.My stomach growled in response, and I hurried towards the kitchen.Liam stood by the gas, flipping the pancake be