Page 33 of The Omega

My face flushed as I pushed the door open wider, intending to invite him inside. It’d be rude not to share or show my appreciation—

“Is there enough for two?” Clara’s voice snapped me back to my senses.

Bad wolf. I shook my head to break the spell.

What? He looks hungry too.

Atlas stood growling in the hall, gripping the door frame as he fought against his own beast. “Is someone in there with you?”

“Just a friend.” I balanced the pastry box so I could rest my hand on his shoulder, smiling when I felt his muscles relax.

“I didn’t mean to interrupt.” He sniffed, leaning closer, and I was caught in his gaze, ready to taste his lips and—

“Well, you did, so scat.” Clara moved to close the door. I wasn’t even sure what she was doing in my room this early anyway.

I put my foot in the doorway. “He doesn’t have to leave.”

“Yes, he does,” Clara ground out through clenched teeth. “He needs to get ready for the kick off to the Alpha Games and you need a shower.”

“I do?” I cocked my head to the side. My hair was still wet from my shower thirty minutes ago.

“Yes, because you stink.” She pinched her nose.

“I do…” I caught a whiff of myself. “Goodness, I do stink.” I turned to Atlas’s face peeking through the crack in the door. “Thanks for breakfast. I’ll eat, promise. And I’ll see you on stage.”

“I have something special—”

Clara closed the door in his face.

Mortified, I stared at her. “Is it really that bad?”

Clara backed away, fanning the air with her hands. “I didn’t believe it when you said how strong it was yesterday, but I’m not gay, or a wolf, and even I want to dive between your legs.”

“Sorry.” I clung to the pastry box.

“It’s fine,” Clara rushed to assure me. “Let’s just open a window.”

“No. Don’t do that.” I cringed. We were on the second story, but there was a breeze blowing the trees outside the balcony.

Clara hesitated. “Will it, uh, bring all the boys to the yard?”

“Something like that.” I smiled, opening the box in offering. “Here. Eat to distract yourself. I’ll take a second pill.”

Double-dosing this early could not be good, but I didn’t know what else to do.

“Don’t get me wrong, this is great foreplay. I bumped a few uglies when I was locked up, so I don’t totally hate the female form.” Clara took one of the maple bars and my wolf pouted.

It’s your fault we’re in this position, I scolded, reminding her not to be impolite as I went to grab another pill.

“Ivan will probably thank you for the warm-up,” Clara chuckled. “Wait, is that TMI?”

“You’re fine.” I chewed up the bitter pill and swallowed, hoping that would make it work faster. “What’s the story with you and Ivan, anyway?”

“There’s not much to tell.” She sat her butt on the table and crossed her legs underneath her despite being inches away from a chair. “We’re kind of a freak situation. When I got out of jail, my coyote latched onto the big guy and his wolf felt the same. So now he’s stuck with me. But I’m fine with it. He’s one of the good ones.”

As an Omega, I was very aware of what it was like to feel like a freak and I didn’t think their relationship was all that strange.

I was more interested in what Clara could’ve possibly done to end up in jail. “Is it rude to ask why you were there?”