Page 5 of Bullied Forced Omega
And the thing that saved us was that shortly after the Silver Moon party, Jace and my brother, Miles, left for Black Ops training. It gave me time to heal. I had space away from him to do my best to recover and pull myself together. I focused on my studies and building a life for myself in the compound. I built a career and made friends.
It’s a life that might not be what I always dreamed of, but it’s a good enough life. I have friends. I have a purpose. I get to do a job that challenges me and that I enjoy.
I often feel alone or displaced, but I deal with it and create moments of happiness for myself wherever I can.
I gave up on love that night. I gave up on fated mates and happily ever afters because there is no way in hell I will ever risk feeling the pain of rejection again.
By the Moon Goddess, I swear I will never be so stupid again.
But now Jace is back, and I’m going to have to see him eventually.
And Mika is already aching. She’s confused with anger and desire. A dangerous mix that I hope like hell isn’t going to get me into any trouble.
I place my hand over my chest and bite down hard on my lower lip.
“Hey, it’s going to be ok. Kala is here for her, and I’m here for you,” Kelsey says, pulling me into a hug. The scent of her hair is like home to me. She is home to me. I take several deep breaths to calm myself. Inside me, Mika leans into the hug and takes comfort from Kala. When I feel more centered, I nod and pull away.
“I don’t know what I’d do with you,” I sigh.
She rolls her eyes. “You’d be running the space station or something if you had no one to hold you back in life,” she laughs. “Come on, we'd better go and do our dutiful bullwhip and welcome our Alpha-to-be back home.”
Letting Kelsey take the lead, I follow behind her, toward the commotion. My stomach begins to churn again, and Mika paces up and down impatiently, agitated.
“Kels,” I grumble, coming to a stop.
“Mm?” She asks, pausing to look over her shoulder.
“You go ahead. I don’t think Mika is ready for this… nor am I,” I sigh.
She smiles sweetly. “I’ll come by later to tell you all the juicy news, “she promises.
Chapter 2 - Jace
The driver turns into the compound, and my stomach churns. It’s strange to be back after so many years. Six? Seven? It feels like a lifetime ago that my eyes wandered over these fields and down across the view of Devil’s Lake.
It’s just as beautiful as the day I left. In fact, it looks like nothing’s changed at all.
But I have.
I have changed in almost every possible way.
Driving into the compound seems to exaggerate the intensity of the difference in me as a thousand familiar scents drift into my nostrils.
“Smells like home, doesn’t it?” Miles says, his eyes turned out to the opposite window. “And everything is right where we left it. Exactly the same.”
“It does smell like home,” I nod. Even though home is an abstract thought to me at this moment. I’ve been gone too long to understand what home is.
“Feels weird though. I don’t feel like the same person,” he says thoughtfully.
“You aren’t the same person, Miles.”
He nods. We both know exactly what I’m talking about.
We’re harder. Colder. We’ve done things that neither of us will discuss.
Home.
Even when I was young and stupid and running through these wild spaces as a kid, I didn’t understand what a home was. My father never gave me a home. He gave a place to train andlearn. Every moment of every day, he was preparing me to be the Alpha. That was my childhood.
