The Omega For Sale

In the darkness of the room, I watched the man that I loved sleep and the more I watched him the faster and harder the tears fell from my eyes.

I failed him.

He had been so excited to have a child with me, he had been looking forward to it with everything and I had dashed those hopes.

Greyson had tried so hard to hide it but since I got back, I always caught his eyes moving to my stomach and the sadness that would cloud within his grey orbs when he would find the space empty usually made me hate myself even more.

We were supposed to be a happy family, with two extra children along with Jessy, but now not only did I loose our twins, I had also lost my womb.

There was no greater pain that the one that I was currently faced with. Not even the stabs came close to the pain that I felt now. As much as Greyson wanted to pretend, I knew that there had been a change between us and things were not as normal as they used to be.

He was of course still the sweetest, most supportive, loving man in the world but I just couldn’t bring myself to believe that he was really okay with me losing the twins and also losing my womb.

When Clara had broken the news to me, I had been more than devastated and had cried for hours straight. It was three weeks after I got the news and I still cried every night when I thought about it like I was doing now.

Nothing felt the same to me. I felt like such a disappointment. And when Jessy had innocently asked my about ‘her babies’ I had nothing to tell her but cry bitterly.

I didn’t think that there was ever anything that could take away the pain in my heart or make me feel better and I feared that if I carried on like this then I would eventually just lose any connection with life and then fade away. It didn’t feel like I had much to live for anyway.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

To make matters worse, I had been unable to sleep since I got back home. Terrible nightmares after nightmares haunted my sleep since I got back from the hospital and none of Greyson’s remedies had worked for them and so to save him the stress, I would usually go to bed really early and pretend to have fallen asleep, just so he could also go to bed without worrying about me.

Sighing heavily, I moved from the bed and walked in the direction of the closet to find something warmer to wear. Once I was properly clothed, I exited the closet and with a last look at Greyson I left the room.

It was a pain moving down the stairs since although my wounds were fully healed, I could still feel the pain from them.

I had missed the house so much and I was glad to be back home, but being back didn’t being me as much joy as I had really thought it would.

I moved towards the kitchen and after taking a cold glass of water, I exited the kitchen and into the garden to settle on the only bench that occupied the space.

The moon was full and shining brightly upon the space and the cold night air along with the light helped to calm me down.

I raised my knees to my chest and just buried my face within it. I didn’t feel safe anywhere or with anyone that wasn’t Greyson, knowing what had just happened. A part of me just knew that it wasn’t entirely over.

Greyson had claimed that when he got into the room that night, it had been to find only Roman and Matthew and that they had both been killed and when I asked him about Zoe/Estel, he had said that there had been no one like that in the room and had assured me that his mate was dead and there was just no way for her to come back to life.

I knew what I had seen, it had not been made up in my mind. The only person that would have been able to back up my claims had been Naomi as she was the only other person that had been there with me but before I got back from the hospital the girl had killed herself.

She had gotten her hands on a large broken piece of glass and had cut herself with it. The wound had been so deep and it had cut through an important vein. She was locked up for a while and before any help could come to her, she had bled to death so there was no hope in that regard.

Greyson still sent out men after men everyday to find Zoe and no matter how much I told him that he wouldn’t find her because she was no longer in her body, he refused to listen to me. Not in a stubborn way, more in a way that said that he didn’t believe that Estel’s body could be used in that manner.

In his words, ‘No magic could ever do that.’

I watched as the skies cleared up little by little and darkness eased. The morning birds and creatures of the day began their tunes and I watched as slowly light brought life to the world around me. Finally, the sun began rising.

“Freya, Goddess, why are you outside this early?” I heard Greyson’s voice and it snapped me out of the reverie that I had been wrapped in.

I offered him a small smile to ease him and allowed myself fall into the hug that he offered.

“Did you sleep at all?” He asked.

“Yes, I just woke up early.” I felt bad about lying to him but I didn’t want him to worry more than he was already doing about me.

“Are you alright?” He asked and I nodded my head enjoying his warm arm around me and his intoxicating scent that had surrounded me.

“I have a series of meeting today, but maybe once I’m done we could go to the fields and have lunch there. What do you think? Jessy should be done with school by then so maybe we can all spend some time together.” He offered.

“That’s a good idea. Although maybe I’ll go a little earlier and you both could come meet me afterwards.” I said.

The last thing I wanted was to be stuck alone in the house while he worked and Jessy went to school.

“Are you sure? You’re not completely healed and Clara advised you don’t go to places by yourself. It’s not going to be a long meet-”

“I’ll be fine. I promise. I’ll be careful and I’ll just read a book while I’m there, I’m not going to start running around and chasing butterflies.” I said playfully and Greyson chuckled along with me, before pulling me in to drop a kiss on my forehead.

“I’ll ask Smith to drive you and look after you while you’re there. No arguments Freya, it’s either that or you stay home with me.”

I really didn’t want Smith to drive me there but I realized that I didn’t have a many options.

“Fine.” I gave in and with a wide smile on his face, he pulled us to our feet and we headed to the master’s bedroom to prepare for our day.

Smith.

The Beta had been acting really weird since I met him after the incident. It felt like there was something he knew that I didn’t and it scared me to think what it was.

After we were done preparing and I was dressed into something warm and prepared to leave. Greyson accompanied me outside.

“Be careful, okay?” He advised and I nodded in the affirmative. Allowing him place a kiss on my cheeks then a soft peck on my lips.

It had been this way since I got back, small forehead kisses. Little peck on the cheeks and lips and absolutely nothing sexual in any way.

I didn’t know for sure if I was ready to be sexual again so soon but one thing I was sure of was that I did not enjoy being treated like a fragile object that was going to break at any time. I hated being treated like the victim, with pity and like I was about to fall apart.

But now wasn’t the time to address it and so plastering a smile on my face, I got into the car with Smith and gave Greyson a wave before we got on our way.

As expected, the car ride was quiet and awkward and the tension that hung in the air could be cut with a knife if one was desperate enough. I hated being like this with him, I considered Smith one of my only true friends and I felt terrible that for reasons unknown to me, he was being this off with me.

“Are you upset with me?” I finally asked when I could no longer take the silence.

“Upset? Why would I be upset with you? You didn’t do anything wrong to me.”

“Exactly. So why this weird behaviors and silence?” I could hear the annoyance that had slipped into my voice but I had no intentions of trying to conceal it.

Smith sighed heavily and then he took his attention away from the road for a moment to focus it on me. It didn’t last, because before I could depict the look in his eyes, he was looking away.

“Let’s just get to the fields.” He said.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. What was it that he couldn’t just tell me? I didn’t say a word anymore though, I only urnes my attention to the road beside us to watch the passing cars and people.

Soon enough we were at the fields but the moment the car went off. Smith relaxed in his seat like he had no intentions of stepping out of the car. Confusion flooded through me but I remained in my seat too.

“Do you have any memories of your childhood, you know, your younger years.” He asked.

Out of everything that I had thought he would say. This was never one of them. My childhood wasn’t really a time in my life that I liked to think of. There were terrible memories from it and I usually had the majority of them locked behind a wall.

“Not really. I don’t remember much from my earlier years. Maybe from age seven, but not younger than that.” I said truthfully and he hummed.

“Well that explains it. You know from the time I met you, I always felt like I recognized you, there was just something within me that knew you but I didn’t give it much thought until the dream I had on the night we rescued you.” He paused and looked to be lost in thoughts.

I remained quiet but my heart was slamming in its cage.

“We’re siblings Freya, we were just separated very early in our lives.”