Page 7 of The Reluctant Omega

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“Besides,” Lux adds, “I want her horizontal as much as possible.”

We chuckle.

“I need to study,” I say, picking up my manual. “It sounds like, from what Traex and Gathea said, that humans can eat most of what we usually do. But still...”

They both nod. But Lux adds, “Come, let’s sit by the fire. I imagine we all want to read our folders.”

“We can snuggle,” Ati adds needlessly.

I grin at them.

They’re perfect. And an omega will only make our life more perfect.

Chapter Seven

Octavia

I’m about to head to my job assignment with the Deacon. It had taken me eighteen months to get this position, given that in it, I get access to a computer. However, it’s a ghost anyway, connected to nothing. Regardless, I enjoy the secretarial work.

But when the doors swing open and we all step out for inspection, I hear two guards in the hallway. My stomach falls.That’s not normal.

“Grab your stuff, Stewart,” one says before he’s even in front of me.

I ask without thought, “Why?”

He glares, hand going to rest on the handle of his baton. “You don’t ask questions around here.”

I sigh, and turn, hoping my lawyer got me moved to a lower security prison when the guard adds, “Alien cocksleeve.”

My heart, and feet, freeze.

“C’mon,” Bridget mutters from beside me, “Don’t get in trouble.”

I mechanically gather my few belongings.New prison. Lower security, I tell myself robotically.

When the guard leads me to the front, my steps slow. I see my lawyer, Matthew, on the other side of the plexiglass and metal detector.

“What...” I start to ask, the moment I’m through.

“Congratulations!” Matthew chirps. He grins, “Ready to leave Earth?”

Oh no. No, no, no.

I shake my head, unbelieving. I start to back up as I protest. “No, no way, I can’t—”

The guards grab my arms and hold me up, which is good, since my legs have given way.

My lips move soundlessly. No. No.

The bright sunlight hits me as I am dragged out, Michael behind me protesting my rough treatment.

My eyes close, but then snap open.

This might be the last time I see it. Our star. Our sky.

I cannot do this.

Chapter Eight