Omegas are rare, but, about 80 percent of the omegas are female, only 20 percent are male omegas. And male omegas are sold at a higher price in the black market. And you can think how rare is the man standing in front of him.
It’s a male silver Omega, almost as rare as an Albino. Okay, not almost, very rare. His hair is wavy and shiny, and his eyes are bright green. His neck is unmarked meaning he’s unmated.
Aesthetically, the Omega is stunning, not quite as beautiful as Ariadne though, in Victor’s opinion. What Alpha Victor sees as valuable merchandise.
Ariadne's reaction has Victor confused. Ariadne hops up from the table and throws her arms around the Omega, who starts crying into her shoulder.
“Edward,” Ariadne sobs, “I thought I’d never see you again. How-I-are you okay? Are you hurt?”
The Omega called Edward is equally emotional. “I missed you so much. I thought they killed you. I-I thought you were dead, Aria.”
Victor buf
Slowly Victor reaches out putting his hand near Edward's nose. The silver Omega looks utterly confused.“What are you doing?” Ariadne asks.“I’m initiating him,” Victor says. What else would he be doing?Alcina’s eyes soften, and she flushes, mouthing an ‘O’.“Come on Edward. Get used to my scent. You can meet the Betas when you’re well enough.”Edward hovers for a long, long time before he leans forward and inhales in Victor's scent. This calms him down a lot.His eyes go cloudy. “You smell like coffee.”It’s the most normal thing he’s said since he’s gotten here.Ariadne looks tense but hopeful.“Give me your hand, Edward,” Victor says.The Omega does so quickly. Victor inhales, completing the first meeting.Edward smells like roses, though not exactly, some sort of flower, maybe Jasmines?Ar
“Arthur is my cousin,” Victor says.Ariadne gasps, tearing up, before covering her mouth. She just looks at Victor, stunned, and for the first time in a long time, the Omega is afraid.The Omega doesn’t talk for what feels like an eternity.“Is this- was this a game?” Ariadne asks.“Are you playing with us? Please, just let us go.”Victor has never seen Ariadne this destroyed. Not even when he’d first found the Omega in that alleyway. Did Arthur play games like this?“Please, Victor.” Ariadne's voice is so weak.“Did you care about me even a little? It was fun right. It was good for you? I was a good f*ck?”Victor wants to throw up.“Don’t take me back to him,” Ariadne begs, completely desperate. “Just kill me. Please.”“Listen, baby,” Victor says, folding his hands.Ariadne curls back in terror
Victor's ready to fall back into routine when Edward does something else out of the ordinary.The Silver Omega scans the table, very confused. He takes his plate and places it on the floor. Ariadne stops him before he can get on all fours.“Eddie, we-we can eat at the table,” Ariadne says, hurriedly pulling him up.Victor loses his appetite.He realizes exactly how wrong he was to ask Edward for the information. He is sick, very sick.Ariadne looks worried as she situates Edward into a chair and puts the food back on the table.“Edward,” Victor whispers. “You’re not my pet-”Edward whimpers in protest, afraid that Victor's angry with him or-“Look, we’re more like roommates,” Victor says, stabbing his eggs. “I don’t own you. We just live in the same house together.”If you want to mate one of your roommates and you want to send the other roomma
Victor Erickson can’t stand to live in his own house anymore. It’s been two weeks of torture.His home has been taken over by people who don’t wash their dishes and just leave them in the sink to crust over. Crusty dishes are the reason that Victor lives alone in the first place.And what’s worse? When Ariadne had implied to move back into Victor’s room, the Alpha accidentally mentioned the spare guest room.Long story short, Ariadne is now staying by herself in the spare guest room and Victor’s really f*cking cold at night.But there are some if small, benefits to having his pack members living all together except for Waylon who’s still living the dream life as a bachelor.Ariadne is happy. And not just reluctantly happy like she usually is. she's really happy. Victor has seen Ariadne smile four times today: four gummy, sweet smiles.Then there are again the drawbacks. Victor’s washing dishes
"You have two Omegas in the house," Anna says, stifling what could be a laugh. "Your cycle has fast-forwarded."Victor has been feeling agitated and warm. He just thought the loss of his bachelor pad was the cause. F*ck, he is in Pre-rut."I'll see you in four days," Victor says quickly.Nathan and Anna show themselves out. They seem almost amused at his predicament—water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink.Victor needs to leave. He can hide in a hotel for a few days, slinging back suppressants.He can make it. If only he could just steal Ariadne's pillow to snuggle with.Ah damn, where did that random thought come from?"You're losing it, Victor," the Alpha says to himself, walking up the stairs.Ariadne is waiting for him in his room."So, how'd it go?" the Omega asks.Victor still has some time, probably twelve hours at this point. God, how did he not notice?"It went well. Nathan is up for
Ariadne seems uncomfortable outside of the house.Ever since she was kidnapped that one time, she's been spending most of her days at home, which is understandable.And now, she's nervous.Victor can tell by the way she fidgets, how she absentmindedly runs her hands through her hair, and the excessive bounces of her left leg.But there was no way they could stay in the house, not with Edward and Calvin occupying the space.Victor would have torn them to bloody shreds, being unreasonably territorial nearing the height of his rut.They're almost at the hotel now, exiting the highway. Victor's driving, his Alpha hormones have him build him up too much to just sit back and let someone else take control.Victor's half afraid that Ariadne's going to bolt before they make it to the lobby, which would be fair.Not a single Omega in their right mind would want to spend a rut with him.Surprisingly, Ariadne makes it inside the doo
"Victor," a voice calls, rousing him from his thoughts."Ah f*ck," Victor's eyes pop open. He'd half fallen asleep in the tub, unaware that Ariadne'd come in."What? What's up?"Ariadne's cheeks are dusted with pink. She swallows audibly. "Do you mind if I join you?"Victor blinks slowly.There is a brief moment where the Alpha's convinced that he's traveled to a strange alternate universe where Ariadne would actually say some wild, twilight zone shit like that. "Huh?""Just f*cking say yes and don't you dare embarrass me. It already took me five minutes to convince myself to ask," Ariadne spits.That's more in line with the things that Ariadne would say.Victor's back to believing it's real."If you want," Victor manages, swallowing against the lump in his throat.The Omega averts her eyes, probably not wanting to return Victor's unabashed and lecherous gaze, as she strips off her cozy sweater and pants.T
Ariadne inhales sharply and kicks him.Victor growls, which has the Omega shrinking back. The Alpha shakes his head a few times before muttering a very shallow, "Sorry."Victor takes a breath, which doesn't help since it's laced with Ariadne's delectable scent.The Omega flips him over. "Since you can't be trusted. I'll drive."Victor's first instinct is to fight for dominance. But he just stills at the sight of Ariadne straddling him, enjoying the visuals.Ariadne lines herself up with Victor's sizable girth. Then she lowers herself slowly. Having just come, this can't feel good.But the look on Ariadne's face says otherwise, pupils like dim