The Omega For Sale

Time at this point was merely a concept.

It was hard to keep track of the time when everything around one felt stagnant. It was harder to remember that the world still existed when you were shut out from the world.

There were moments that felt like hours as they passed only for me to realize that they were mere seconds. After all I blinked more than thrice in an hour right?

At this point, I couldn’t tell for sure. I didn’t know what to believe and what not to. After the first time that Matthew, Zoe and Naomi had visited me in this cell that stank even worse that it did when I was first brought here, there had been no more conversational visits.

Each one of their visits now included bringing me a few slices of bread and some water and they were so inconsistent with it that I feared heavily for my children in my womb. A few bread slices was barely enough to satisfy me, add two growing babies to the mix and I knew that I was doomed if this didn’t come to an end soon.

The third person that was supposed to kickstart the show had been absent. I couldn’t tell how long it had all been but at this point I was truly tired of the games. I wanted it all over with.

I shifted in my position and groaned when my strained muscles protested with my movements. A single drop of tear fell from my eyes and I shook my head in pity at myself.

I missed my family so much.

I knew that Greyson would be doing everything possible to get me back but I believed them when they said it might be truly hard for him to find me this time, but I was still hopeful.

It was after all the only thing I had left.

If I lost hope then I might as well loose my life. My eyes felt heavy and I tried to blink away the sleep. These idiots couldn’t think of a better time to carry out their fucked up plan they just had to wait till I was pregnant and always tired to do shit.

I sighed heavily but finally i let sleep take over. I was exhausted from doing nothing but worry and think of possible scenarios of how this could turn out for me eventually.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

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The sweet scent of cinnamon woke me up. It felt like my nose was been tickled with the scent and the pleasant feeling that came with it was enough to bring me back to consciousness.

That scent submerged me into a memory that I thought I had lost. It was the scent of my mother and it brought back all of the sweet memories of the little time I spent with her as a pup.

I wasn’t exactly surprised by the scent, because this was the third time a scent like that was waking me up. Sometimes it would come with something feathery stroking my face and other times it would just be in the air like someone had left it behind.

Whenever I opened my eyes though it was to find the room empty and the source of the scent, no where to be found.

But this time the scent came with a presence. I could feel their eyes on me even with my own eyes closed and it was heated.

I flipped open my eyes at once and for a second the room spun. Once my vision cleared I noticed that there were people in the room with me. Matthew, Naomi and Simon’s father.

I squinted at the man but that was the only emotion I was capable of showing. At this point I didn’t think that I could be shocked by anything or anyone. It all felt like an endless game and maybe it was the dehydration or the hunger but I knew that the blank expression on my face was here to stay.

With the way Matthew had emphasized on the third person, I had honestly expected that I would have woken up to a speech and a formal introduction to the almighty third party. I didn’t expect to wake up to them here already.

“I hope you’ve had a pleasant time here Freya. So sorry I couldn’t join the team earlier, I was busy sorting out some very important details and of course trying to cover our tracks so your Prince Charming doesn’t reach us before we are able to complete it all.” Simon’s father said, and the politeness in his voice irked me.

But I remained quiet and only continued to watch the trio. And that was when it struck me that someone was missing.

Zoe.

Where was she?

Out of everyone here, I could say that she was the one that I was the most cautious of. I knew that by now, her soul was just a dark empty pit and there wasn’t anything the girl wouldn’t do to complete her plans.

“It’s rude to not respond when you’re being spoken to Freya.” Simon’s father said and the change in his tone made me wonder if the man was doing okay psychologically.

No one should be able to switch from soft spoken and polite to red hot anger and irritation in split seconds.

“Pardon me Simon’s father. I’m just still beating myself for allowing my child near yours. If I knew the boys father wasn’t exactly stable I might have been more cautious and maybe I might have been able to avoid this mess.” I said, my voice coming out scratchy and almost raw.

I hadn’t used it in days and even saying these few words now hurt my throat.

Simon’s father burst into laughter at my words and Matthew of course joined him. They laughed very loudly and irritatingly like I had just cracked the funniest joke in the world.

Naomi remained quiet though, the girl only continued to watch the spot in front of her like it was the most interesting thing in the room. She looked tensed and sad. Out of everyone in the group, she confused me the most.

She had absolutely no business here and it was obvious being here wasn’t exactly bringing her satisfaction or happiness but it confused me on how she was still doing this.

“Well for starters, you can call me Roman. Simon’s father is a little mouth full. And don’t blame my poor baby for any of this, he is also a victim in all of this as well, but I’ll make sure that I make it up to him as soon as all this is over. It’s a pity that everyone else will get a happy ending and you wouldn’t.” He said in a voice that was full of fake empathy.

And of course, Matthew roared in laughter. They soon calmed down and went back to discussing amongst themselves like this was the most pleasant place in the world to be having a conversation.

Soon Roman’s phone vibrated in his hands and the smile that painted his face let me know that whatever that text meant, wasn’t going to be good for me.

“They are here!” He announced and for the first time since I woke up, Naomi moved from her position.

She walked towards the door and exited the room while Roman and Matthew stood in place as if waiting for this person.

I heard footsteps down the hallway that led up to my room and then Naomi pulled open the door and stepped into the room first.

The moment the second person entered the room, it was truly the time that my heart stopped beating.

Minutes before I had been convinced that there was nothing in the world that could shock me anymore, but maybe I should have waited for this moment before I had that thought.

I had never met this person but I could recognize the face from anywhere.

Maybe I had stared at those little pictures in that purse for too long but it at least enabled me to recognize the woman that had been standing in the photos and hanging around Greyson.

It was his mate.