Page 48 of The Wronged Omega

Somehow, Odie was able to cut herself and get the blood flowing on her forearm before shoving it between my lips. The sensation was familiar, and I latched on instinct, drinking the blood she freely gave me. I started to feel better instantly, and after a minute of lazily drinking, Odie pulled her arm away, and I was able to sit up without help.

I wiped the leftover blood from my lips, embarrassed about why I needed rescuing. I turned my back to her and gestured to my hair, hoping she’d get the idea.

I heard her move the tray and the notebook away before tilting my head back and soaking my hair with water from a cup.

“You’re going to tell me what happened after we handle this.” I shivered at the command in her voice and didn’t try to argue against her. “And if it ever happens again, I’m giving you more. Never feel like you can’t ask, Mine.”

Her fingers slid through my hair and across my scalp as she poured more water on it. We fell into silence as she washed my hair and rinsed it before running the conditioner through it. While it set, she helped me wash my body, at least in the spots I was unable to get.

Everything was going fine until her fingertips grazed my spine, and it felt like my entire body was shocked. I pulled away and whirled around, splashing water outside of the tub.

“Oops,” she whispered. “I guess it's time to explain. I promised Cy I would do it earlier, and I have put it off long enough. If she asked, everything went according to her demands.” Odie looked sheepish as she ran her wet hands through her short black hair. “Nothing I say is going to sound sane. Some of it is more theory than fact, but don’t get me wrong, Mine, some of it I know for certain, and there’s no changing it.”

I settled down and waited for her to continue. The aftermath of the shock still ran through me. It wasn’t a bad feeling, but it was entirely unexpected.

Odie sat there for a second too long, so I rolled my hand through the air, telling her to hurry the fuck up and spit it out.

“Fine, okay, when you were hurt, I gave you my blood, which you know, but it did more than help you heal. We didn’t know this would happen. We expect the council knows it’s possible, but that’s a whole other ordeal. Anyway, Humans aren’t Human.” What? I scrunched up my nose in confusion. “Humans are Human, but they are a part of the Primarchy. They just didn’t have their designation revealed, so they were tossed aside. That’s the theory at least.” Odie wrung her hands together in her lap and refused to look at me until the next part. “What I do know is that you’re an Omega, my Omega.” Her hazel eyes met mine, and I was trapped. I didn’t move, and I wasn’t completely sure I was breathing.

Odie was right, this sounded insane.

“Mine? Did you hear me?” She knelt down next to the bathtub and reached over, which jogged me out of my stupor.

What?

I was getting really sick of that word and sign.

“When I gave you my blood, it awakened your designation and revealed you as my mate. You have a marking on your back that matches the one on mine. I haven’t actually checked mine, but there isn’t really another possibility here unless you want to believe Oliver is your mate instead.” Odie ground that out with fire filling her eyes. “You’re mine, Mine.”

The side of me that chose to be alone and stand on her own was revolted by the idea. I knew we were getting close, and my curse would be gone soon, but that didn’t take away a lifetime of shoving people away. The new side, the itchiness beneath my skin that refused to go away, liked it and wanted to jump into her arms even though I was soaking wet and nude.

“Do you want me to keep going?” I managed a nod. “That’s more than I was expecting.” She took a deep breath and began again. “Gerard realized this before we did, and although he can be a horrible person, he does love us. He’s doing what he can to snuff out information. This is also why he called off the charges. No, that doesn’t mean he believes anyone about my aunt, but he’s backed off for now, and that’s better than nothing. Ellie, Cy, and Vaila are the only others who know. Ellie will help you control your pheromones, Vaila is going to be sending some more supplies along with the curse breaking spell, and Cy—” I moved forward, covering Odie’s mouth with my hand and staring up at her.

I aggressively shook my head. I couldn’t hear anymore about this right now. I wanted to be fully clean and dry in bed before I bombarded her with questions. For now, I needed to think in silence.

Removing my hand, I pointed toward the notebook, which was now very wet. There was one corner that was dry, so I did what I could to write in it.

Wash now. Talk later.

“I can do that.”

Once again, we fell into silence, and Odie finished rinsing my hair. Before I knew it, she was wrapping me in a large soft towel and carrying me to the bedroom where she placed me on the bed and disappeared out the door.

After a few minutes, she returned with clothes from my room and a new notebook.

“Do you need help?” she asked, referring to getting dressed.

Since she grabbed some underwear, shorts, and a large T-shirt, I figured I could manage on my own. Besides, she needed to change as well. Her clothes were soaked.

Shaking my head, I motioned to her, then to the closet, hoping she would understand what I meant without having to write it down. Thankfully, she did, and she disappeared again.

I dropped the towel and got dressed far easier than I expected. Everything stuck a little thanks to my damp skin, but I managed to yank it all on, even the shirt.

I sat on the bed cross-legged with the notebook in front of me when Odie came back. This time, she was in similar shorts to mine and a baggy shirt as well. Where mine were black shorts and a light pink top with a robot unicorn on the front, hers were red shorts and a plain black V-neck top.

Odie hopped onto the bed, mimicking my position but facing me.

“Hit me. I know you have a million questions.”

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