How Old Is Miss O From Odd Squad Novels & Stories

Gillow didn’t waste time delivering the truth. “Elder is three centuries old.” Arda’s eyes widened. “Oh my God.” Her face paled, but Gillow pressed on. “Sue is 125 years old. Karina is 140—same age as Chester. Felicia is 130, and Asher is 131.” As the words sank in, Arda felt her body go cold. The room spun, and before she could process another thought, everything went black.

“Ms. Cogswell said you were friends but what is Tim’s age?” “He’s 25.” Merida says then looks to us, asking us *What?* I didn’t need to read her thoughts to know that’s what she was thinking. “No what age did you think he was before?” Mr. O’Neal asks as he stands up and walks so Tim is in her line of sight. I see her flinch as she sees him, but there is nothing I can do and just wait for her to look at us. But she doesn’t and seems almost lost in thought.

JACE ‘JR’ ASHER/ TRIGGER ‘I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE COMING AND WHO’S THIS?’ Misha’s outstretched hands that were ready for a hug darted from me to the woman behind me. At her late fifties, she barely looked like she’d aged let alone had passed the ‘I’m forty years old’ mark. With hazel nut eyes, auburn hair that was somewhere near Cassie’s and a few grey hairs in between, she was still a sight for sore eyes and as nosy as any mother was when you brought a woman home.

Damon- 18 years old. Elle- 16 years old, a month away from her 17th birthday Elle The constant beeping of my alarm clock rouses me from my no-dream sleep, letting me know it's 4 am and time to head off into training with the Beta and Gamma of the New Moon Pack. It is strange how much Alpha Charles and Luna Olivia have invested into a nobody Omega from another pack. I never really bother to question it, I can't remember anything from my old life, and they treat me like their own.

“How old are you?” I asked the question out of genuine curiosity, and she laughed. “Maybe the same as you,” she said, and I looked at her in confusion. “I’m 23. And yes, I’m too young to be a Delta, but I earned my place. I may seem helpless, maybe even troublesome, but the truth is, I know how and when to fight, just as I know how to lead the guardians and bring order to chaos. I’m an anomaly for a place as structured as Crescent, but Arsel has made big changes, and the people in the pack are much more open.”

If she could do anything to alleviate that pain for her sibling, she would. Job did some quick introductions as they encountered personnel both in the hallway and in the large conference room. Some of the people Cadence recognized from the night before; others were new to her. Trina was tall, almost as tall as Aurora, with short blonde hair that stuck up on top sort of like a mohawk, and Oswald was short and stocky. If she had to guess, she would’ve put them both in their mid-to-late twenties but figured they were much older than that. Oswald had an air about him that made her think he had to have been born in the 1800s.

She tugged the hoodie down, letting it fall around her shoulders, then peeled off the nose mask in one smooth motion. Standing before us wasn’t the young woman who had flown in with us. An elderly woman in her late fifties stared back, white hair cascading in wild snowy waves down her back almost reaching her waist. A creepy smile curved her thin lips, slow and knowing, sending a chill racing down my spine that had nothing to do with the Alaskan cold outside. Her violet eyes burned sharp and alive as she looked between us. Is this her true form? I’ve heard stories that Odens age slower than the rest of the world…they control the pace of their time.

And that thought had me walking out the door and back to the room Odeia lay in. Leaving Finn standing there to question what had me running from the room. I didn’t even bother knocking. It was my fucking home and I wanted questions. It was a question I should have asked before; however, I had been blindsided by her appearance and that of the three sisters. “She needs her…” Tandie began but I cut her off before she could even finish. “Odeia said three thousand years for another immortal to be born. But Asena said she was only 900 years old. The paintings, are centuries old.” There was a question there and the three sisters knew it. Whether I formed it as one or not.

Punk nodded. We then felt the stinging of someone staring. We turned and realized Kagome, Akari and Terrius were staring at us in disbelief. " What?" Punk and I asked at the same time. " How long was she your caretaker?" Kagome asked. " Well... um... we come out of the tube at 5." I answered. " And we get our first mission when we are 15, so like 10 years? Right?" Punk added. " Sounds about right." I nodded.

The person whirled around and stood on their feet in one swift move, discarding the hood. "So, who wants to play?" The voice seemed to disturb the hycwens and they all turned to the person now standing in front of them. They were shocked to see a young girl standing in front of them. She was athletic, well-built, and looked barely in her early twenties, though she was 200 years old. Her tall frame complimented her piercing blue eyes and dark brown hair that came free of its clasp when she threw the hood to the ground. She smiled at them sweetly, "What are we waiting for? Introductions?"