Omega Bound
My Omega retreats again, buried, hidden, where it can’t ruin everything.
I dress slowly, and my formal uniform is laid across the bed like armor, dark fabric, sharp lines, and exactly what an alpha heir should look like.
Beside my bed sits, my phone, one notification, glows on my screen.
GATE ARRIVAL CONFIRMED.
My parents are here to celebrate me, to make sure their investments don't fail.
I stared at the message for a long time.
I need to push him away and destroy myself doing so, or else he won't buy it. And then the council will destroy me, my family, stripping their wealth and their name for birthing a male omega, even if the people I'm protecting barely deserve it.