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My heart used to ache when I thought of him because there was no way... not unless I entered the auctions and he won.
But Addy wasn't a fighter, even though he postured like one. He might not win me, much as I wanted him to.
That night, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. My thoughts went in circles until I finally started to understand.
Addy was jealous.
We unmated omegas could make love while unmated alphas couldn’t. We were kept separate from alphas too, so he did not know what else we had that he did not.
On top of that, he had found out through a betrayal. Latif had been meeting with an alpha to have sex while Addy was supposed to be protecting him.
I could only imagine how complicated his emotions were.
Maybe he wanted what we had but was unable to have it. Maybe he longed to make love. Even if there were auctions every day, there was no guarantee that he would ever win and have a mate, let alone one of his choosing.
The thought made me so unbearably sad that the old ache returned to my chest. My heart went to Addy.
If only Latif's ideas were the norm. To pick the one you wanted rather than leaving it to fate would be so wonderful.
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ADDY
“Are you excited for the festival?” my om-father asked.
I was staring out the window, watching the preparations blindly, thinking of what was to come. His voice brought me out of my thoughts.
“Yes, of course,” I said.
“You need to have some fun,” he went on. “You seem very stressed lately.”
I could tell he was hedging the subject, very careful of what he was saying.
I glanced over.
I had taken my al-mother’s coloring whereas Om-father had given Latif his midnight colors but that was where the similarities ended. He was a good omega. Well behaved and traditional, unlike Latif.
“Tell me,” I said. “Where did Latif get his rebellious streak from?”
Om-father held in a smile and shook his head.
“I believe he is a product of his time, just as you are. There are certain opportunities that he had that many other omegas before him did not.”
“So, you are suggesting that all omegas would rebel given the chance?” I demanded, suddenly frustrated. “Do they all hate alphas?”
Om-father shook his head and came to the window next to me to put his arm around my shoulders.
“Not at all,” he said firmly. “I love your al-mother more than anything and I was excited to get a mate. Especially her.”
“What is it then?” I asked, trying to understand.
“I suppose, it would just be nice if we didn't have to hide before that. Life is very restricted for an unmated omega. You understand, don't you?”
I could feel my anger growing, heat rising in my body.
I had to bite my lip for a moment to level my voice.
