Page 30 of The Omega

Even being an Omega couldn’t stop you from feeling alone.

“Two mates. Four?” Penelope eased the conversation back into a safer direction as she finished with the pills.

“Two,” I said, smiling as Atlas’s and Dorian’s faces filled my mind.

“None hiding anywhere else?” Penelope tightened the lid on the cap.

That would be a fun twist.

I shook my head, thankful it was just the two of them. Omegas generally had multiple partners, but I don’t think I could’ve handled that many shifters constantly around and in my space.

Not that I was sure Atlas or Dorian would be able to tolerate each other long enough for either of them to be in my life.

My chest tightened as I sucked in a little breath, but it wasn’t quiet enough for Penelope not to notice.

“Did something happen?” she whispered.

Maybe it wasn’t so bad growing up without Omegas always there to read too deep into everything.

Seriously. A girl needs secrets.

“Nothing,” I said. “It’s just… things are complicated right now.”

“I figured.” She winked.

I exhaled a full breath. “Was it that obvious?”

“It happens to the best of us,” Penelope said, touching the collar on her neck with a reminiscent look in her eyes that made me feel like I was intruding on something. “Animal instincts take over sometimes. If your wolf senses something wrong with your mates, she’ll push you into heat to send out signals telling them to come home where they belong.”

Home. Tears filled my eyes.

That’s what they always said about Omegas. The magic they told us we carried in our blood. Omegas brought peace. The feeling of home. It was addictive enough to wage wars over. To bring powerful males to their knees.

But what happens to broken Omegas like me who don’t know what home truly means?

We’re not broken. We just haven’t gotten to the happy ending part yet.

“It’ll all work out,” I said, more to myself than to Penelope.

“It sure will.” She smiled again, packing her supplies. “I’m prescribing an extra nap this afternoon. The hotel gave you soft blankets?”

I nodded.

“I’ll make sure you get something sweet sent to your room as a treat for when you wake up. It’ll be wrapped this time.”

“You don’t have to—”

“No, we do,” Penelope cut me off. I was shocked to hear that tone coming from an Omega. “The council refuses to let you deal with this season alone.”

I didn’t know what to say, so I just thanked her, watching as she gathered everything and headed to the door.

“Remember to pay attention to your wolf,” Penelope told me. “They’ve been known to go a little crazy around this time.”

Crazy? Me? My wolf snorted.

“Wait,” I said, torn between wanting Penelope to leave and not being ready for her to go. “What if it doesn’t… all work out, I mean?”

The tears shimmering in her eyes answered before she spoke. “I think you of all Omegas should know what happens then.”