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Chapter Three
Aurora
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I SLIDE MY FEET INTO the heels, making final adjustments to my suit, readying myself for the welcome ball.
I love dresses, but hate ballgowns, so I typically choose tuxes for these irritating events.
It makes it much easier for me to run away.
And nothing makes me want to run more than dealing with these damn balls.
At every stop, me and the rest of the omegas are paraded out in front of the eligible alphas of the town, to see if any scents spark a possible mating. Some alphas don’t care about scent matches, they’re just desperate for an omega, so they aren’t always interested in consent or boundaries, assuming any omega would feel lucky to have their terrifying attention. All the protections they attempted to put into place to keep omegas safe, and still they so often fail.
I’m fucking sick of it.
And uninterested in the entire dance and charade. I’m almost twenty-five years old, and have successfully made it through multiple heats with the help of dominant betas and toys and alphas willing to scent her nest with their pheromones.
I’ve spent as much time in university as I could, putting off this ridiculous farce of a program, but I finally reached my academic goals and I was expected to be on the first train to a new town. I’m significantly older than most of the other omegas traveling with us since I put it off for so long.
But here I am, over a year into it, and I can’t even really complain since I’m getting plenty of research done for my work. That's what matters. I can deal with uncomfortable heels and pushy alphas and having to act like some ridiculous debutante in exchange for the amount of research I’m collecting.
Being away from home and seeing the world makes some of the bullshit worth it. I have no interest in going back home and dealing with my alpha mother, and unless an omega reaches the age of thirty without an alpha or pack, we’re not allowed to live or work on our own. And even then, we’re still assigned an alpha who handles our affairs and has the final say in most areas of our lives.
I just need to bide my time and then I’ll finally be free. Or, as free as possible for an omega in this country.
Knuckles rap on my door, and I shake off my frustrated thoughts, crossing the room to let Rose inside.
"Ready to go?" Rose asks, looking gorgeous in a slinky black dress, her eyes smoky, his skin sparkling with gold powder.
I pout my red lips. “No."
"You look great. I love the suit."
"You look gorgeous too." I sigh. "Can we be done with the compliments and small talk now?"
This is the fourth time we’ve had this conversation and I can’t do it again.
Rose laughs. "All right, Grumps. Let's get this hell over with, then we can come back, kick off these torture devices, and eat snacks while we keep binge-watching our show."
"We stay an hour and then we leave, deal?"
"Deal."
Rose used to want to stay longer, when she first began this journey, she was excited about finding a pack. But at each stop, she’s lost hope, after never scenting anyone who calls to her, after dealing with alphahole after alphahole.
