Page 54 of Our Haunted Omegas
“I say he, but I don’t think the magic has a gender,” Odie admitted.
“Okay, he’s protective of you.”
“That’s why I think he came from Cobalt,” Odie shrugged.
“Like he’s your baby?” I arched a brow.
“No, not like that. He’s magic and something more. It’s like he’s all the bad stuff trying to do good things,” Odie said, his brow furrowed together as he thought about it.
Teal’s draconic eyes lit up.
“What?” Cobalt asked, sitting up and cocking his head to the side. Indigo followed suit and I bit my tongue to keep from grumbling. I loved how close Indigo was to his brothers but sometimes when they slipped onto their private link I felt like I was standing outside a glass door straining to figure out what the heck was going on inside another room.
“No,” Cobalt shook his head. “That’s not happening.”
“Don’t you think he gets a say in that? Did I become a medical doctor to deliver our babies?” Teal stood up and his brothers followed suit.
“Sit down!” Odell sat up. “Don’t fight. I don’t know what’s going on, but there aren’t any babies to deliver right now anyway.”
“He thinks the shrapnel in your butt is haunted,” Indigo said and I stood up.
“Why are all of you talking about Odie’s butt? Seriously! This is getting out of hand!”
Odie stretched back out with the dog on his stomach. The brothers all looked at one another. Teal and Cobalt panted as if one of them might actually take a swing at the other. Indigo slipped between them and put a hand on either of their chests.
“It’s not your choice anyway,” Indigo said. “It’s up to him.”
“What is?” Odie asked.
“Whether or not you show your butt to Teal,” Indigo filled in the gaps for us.
“Uh…. I don’t want a surgery,” Odie shook his head.
“We’re not taking anything out if it means getting rid of that dog,” Cobalt said, through gritted teeth. His hands shook with the effort it took him not to shout.
“Don’t,” Indigo said, patting Cobalt’s chest. “Come on, you two. Don’t do this. No one’s doing anything to anyone who doesn’t want it done. Cobalt, if you eat him, I’ll never forgive you. It’s like you said, Ambry might be pregnant already. Odie wants to have babies too. He’s going to deliver them, if they’re live births. If you take a chomp out of him there might not be enough of him left to do his job. Besides, he’s Teal. He’s us.”
“Hey, are you magical enough to know if it’s haunted?” I asked, stepping in between Teal and Cobalt with Indigo.
“It’s only been proven recently but haunted objects give off weird static when viewed with an ultrasound machine,” Teal explained.
“You want to ultrasound my ass cheek?” Odie sat back up.
“It doesn’t have to be me. I have the portable here but almost anyone could do it. He’s just jumping the gun because he wants to protect you,” Teal said.
“I’m not jumping---” Cobalt started but Indigo patted him on the chest again.
“He’s us. So, stop it!” Indigo snapped and both of his brothers startled back from his touch. “This isn’t going to be what messes everything up. Maybe Reve deserved to die. Maybe he didn’t. He probably did, though. It doesn’t matter what we find out about the magic – it doesn’t matter if it was Odie’s, or Cobalt’s, or both or some haunted thing somewhere. It doesn’t matter. If it was somehow our fault we keep our mouths shut. Magic defends. That’s what it does. We’ve seen it our whole lives. It’s not like it went after some innocent kitten. They’ve proven Crilus wasn’t lying about him. If he does that, there’s probably more he’s done too. So, whatever the magic is, it did us all a favor. So, now the question becomes, Odie, do you want to find out where the magic came from?”
“Finding out means we can protect it from those who want to cleanse it,” Teal added.
“I don’t think there is anything to cleanse,” Odie frowned. “I don’t think it’s negative. If it was, it’s not anymore.”
“Do you want to know where it came from?” Cobalt asked.
Odie leaned back on his elbows and glanced at me. It wasn’t my question to answer but I’d definitely want to know if my ass cheek was haunted.
“Why do you think it’s my ass?” Odie asked.
