Page 76 of The Wronged Omega

Another trusted Witch had been brought in to sort out what Vaila had done, and according to him, although the suppressors were a lie, everything else was active. The birth control was in effect still, and the curse and bad luck I had been living with were truly gone. It was hard to believe, and truthfully, I refused to accept it all without time proving his words were true. They had trusted Vaila, a long time family friend, and she betrayed them. How were we supposed to trust a random Witch pulled out of nowhere?

I told them all as much. I demanded a pregnancy test, which would pick up a pregnancy in a few weeks, and simply had to wait and see if someone else died to prove the curse was gone or not. It was morbid and anxiety inducing. They were all confident enough that they refused to leave me for too long, but if they died…

I shook my head as I sat in the library, hiding from Gerard and his guard dog. Gerard tried being friendly too much instead of being the statue he was meant to be. He had dropped everything to help in the search and rescue, but as far as I knew, he wasn’t doing anything useful besides watching me. I was sick of it.

I wanted to be out there, helping, but I was trapped again. They kept trading one prison for another. For a few days, the cabin felt like home, but that was tainted, and I didn’t want to go back. This place was slightly better, but it was slowly becoming a hell hole I would dig myself out of at some point.

“You’re going to have to get a better hiding place.” Gerard came around the bookshelf and looked at where I was sitting on the floor with a Kindle in my lap and a notebook next to me. I flipped him off and went back to reading.

“What can I do?” He had asked a variation of this a few times now, wanting to know what he could do to fix the wedge between us and the one he had created between himself and his kids.

I had given him various answers from stop being a dick and get a fucking brain, but nothing seemed to get through. From how his kids acted, I didn’t think the relationships were so far gone, but he’d have to put in a lot of work to get them to a good place. Step one would probably be quitting as head bitch to the council and stop pressuring Ellie into taking his place, but what did I know?

“You know them better than I do, Mine. When you’re ready to help me, I’ll be waiting.” Again, I had given him a head start and laid it out there, but he wasn’t understanding.

I stood up and held out my hand, signaling for him to wait. I grabbed my notebook and got started on a rant.

First off, fuck you.

Second, believe your kids and actually care about them and what they want. Ellie might not want this life, and you need to buck up and accept it instead of being a cunty overbearing bitch. K?

Third, they all want a relationship with you, but this job and your behavior are shit. Quit. Spend time with them. Listen to them. Get to know them on their terms. You’re an adult. Act like it instead of a snobby brat who is the bitch of the council.

Fourth, again, fuck you.

Fifth, reread the third one, and let it sink in. You ruined the relationships. The job made it a million times worse. Your inability to stand up to the council and your subservience to them has gotten you and all of us into this mess. Leave it behind when we find Ellie. Enough is enough.

Finally, we will never be good. We may be cordial because I’m their mate, but there is nothing you can do to fix what you have broken in me. I lost my life, my arm, and so many other little pieces because you didn’t believe Ellie and continued to put your fuckhead of a sister on a pedestal. Be kind, and I will be kind. Be a nuisance and continue on this path, and your chances with them will be gone. We both know they will pick me and stay by my side. If I don’t want to come here to brown-nose you, neither will they.

I shoved the notebook at him and left the room. The only place he wouldn’t come into was my new room. It wasn’t as comfortable as my nest, but again, that one was ruined, and I would be decorating a new one wherever we ended up.

I really shouldn’t be such a snobby ass, demanding we move, but I didn’t actually care. They’d do it for me, and I’d let them.

“Mine,” Oliver said as I passed him in the hall.

I also flipped him off. Honestly, I felt more for him than Gerard. I shouldn’t. I should be begging Cy to kill him now and forget about my safety, but unlike his boss, I saw emotion in his eyes. A twinge of sadness flashed through them when he looked at me, and that was enough for me to question what really happened that night.

With all the other bullshit that had happened, I wouldn’t doubt that the ring also made him subservient to Gerard. If that was the case, Gerard had more blame on him than I thought.

One day, I’d ask Oliver about it. I’d want to get him alone, of course, which would be difficult, but maybe I’d manage it before Cy sliced his head off.

Of course that would mean I’d want Gerard’s head, but I didn’t want to push them too much. I was selfish to an extent and most definitely an asshole, but I knew the line. I toed it constantly, but I also knew I’d regret having them do that to their own father, no matter how much he deserved it.

I made it to my room, opened the door, then slammed it behind me. It felt good to let a little aggression out. Sex was off the table, I couldn’t scream into a pillow, and the thought of punching a punching bag instead of someone’s face added to the frustration. The need to be out there doing something grew, but I would never get to do it.

I longed for Cy and Odie, but I wasn’t ready yet. I wanted to hug them and bury my face in their necks, breathing them in, but at the same time, it made me nervous and sweaty.

It had only been about thirty minutes since I came to my room when there was a knock on the door. I didn’t bother playing games of knock this many times… I simply threw open the door and hoped for the best.

Standing just outside my door was Odie. I gave a small wave and smile but made no movements toward her. We had all had a talk, and they knew to let me make the moves, so I knew she’d stay put until then.

“We have a lead. Cy and I are heading out to see if it pans out.” The other part of the deal was I would give them a goodbye kiss, just a small peck, each time they left just in case something happened to them. I happily obliged because, like I said, I wasn’t a complete garbage Human.

I nodded and stepped forward, pressing up on my tiptoes.

“Not here. Will you come with me to see Cy? She’s waiting out front.”

I pressed my heels back to the floor and shrugged. There wasn’t a reason to say no, so I walked beside her down the hall.

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