All Chapters of The Omega President’s Accidental Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Serena’s POV On Monday, I returned to school. The symptom from my heat had cleared away so I felt well enough to function properly. I walked past the gates with my hand in Katie’s and Mason’s jersey neatly folded in my bag. It was freshly laundered and ironed to perfection. Now, while a big part of me was unwilling to let go, returning the jersey felt like the appropriate thing to do. Keeping it any longer felt even more intimate than all of the lewd things i’d done with it pressed to my face. The memory had heat creeping up my neck again. At the hallway, I said a quick goodbye to Katie and started toward the gym where I was certain i’d find Mason. And as I walked, I became even more excited. Though i would never say it openly, I had missed him. Alot actually, even if we kept in touch for the most part. Still, nothing could compare to seeing him in person— his tall, magnetic presence, those warm blue eyes. I turned toward a corner and soon found him outside the gym as predict

Serena’s POV Back at home, I stared at my closet like it had personally offended me. Nothing was right. I had no cute tops or curve hugging jeans. Even the new dress I bought a few weeks ago looked completely wrong. “I have nothing to wear,” I groaned as I threw on another shirt. Katie was already on my bed scrolling through her phone. She looked up and snorted. “You’ve said that five times. At what point do we go shopping?” I didn’t even argue. I just grabbed my purse and we left. An hour later we were still at the mall, moving between racks of clothes. Katie held up a blue dress against me and tilted her head. “This one,” she said. “It perfectly matches those baby blue eyes.” I made a face at her. “So much for not being too obvious.” She giggled and placed it back. Then she glanced at me sideways. “So… Nathan really thought you were a lesbian?”

Serena’s POV I wore Mason’s jersey to his game as planned. It was obviously too big on my small frame and I had to keep pushing the sleeves up to even do anything. But honestly, I liked it this way. It still held traces of his scent, so it felt like a warm, big hug from him always. And every time I moved. I caught a whiff again. Katie sat beside me in the stands, already yelling at the referee like she had a personal vendetta against them. It was valid to be honest, as they seemed to be biased against our home team, which made abso-fucking-lutely no sense to me. The game was getting brutal by the minute and I was completely on edge with my worry for Mason. The cold in the arena didn't help. It crawled up my exposed thighs, and sank from my bones all the way down to my toes. Mason started moving fast. He drove down hard on the wing and some students rose to the

Serena’s POV I found my mom in the kitchen when I got home, chopping vegetables for the dinner. Her favorite song played low in the background and she looked so at ease cutting an onion into rings, it looked like witchcraft to me. I could not for the life of me dice that vegetable without shedding a single tear. “Good evening, mom,” I said to her. “Evening honey!” She responded. I started toward the stairs, but then I halted mid-step, remembering my party. Then i made my way toward the kitchen. “Mom,” I said. She looked up and smiled. “You’re home pretty early. Thought you'd be at Katie's. How was school today?” “Fine.” I leaned against the counter. “Mom, I need to ask you something.” I said, my voice low and hesitant. Her hands slowed for a moment, then kept cutting. “That tone always means trouble.” “I want to throw a party this weekend.” I blurt

Serena’s POV My head had never snapped so fast before. “What?!” Katie was just about to answer when the door opened again. It was Jason. He walked in slowly, shoulders slightly hunched, looking like a lost puppy. His eyes darted across the room like it was a danger zone and he looke like could flee at any moment. “Hold that thought,” I said to Katie, then crossed to meet him. “Jason!” I greeted. The moment he saw me, he completely relaxed. I pulled him into a hug and he laughed softly. “Cool party,” he said. “You looked like you were about to bolt a minute ago,” I teased. “I needed the exercise,” he shrugged and we both laughed. “Don’t worry. You’re safe here,” I assured. “Okay,” he murmured, voice so tiny it tugged on my all sisterly instinct. I looped my hand around his and led him toward the living room, where a