All Omegas of breeding age, especially those who are proven fertile, will be forfeited to the Breeding Center for the wellbeing of humanity. This includes Omegas that are in established packs that have not yet produced offspring.
The announcer's words vibrate in my ears. Everything we had worked for, the years we had spent growing our pack, the love that we had for each other was about to be ripped away from us. All because I hadn't been able to conceive. Shame begins to overwhelm me, flowing through my chest like a freezing river.
"It's all my fault.." I murmur, staring down at my trembling hands.
Strong arms bind around my middle pulling me off the ottoman I was sitting on and into his lap. Jace, my alpha, is the sweetest of them all. He bathes me in compliments I don't deserve and spoils me with gifts that make me smile. The fact that I'm pushing Omega pheromones drenched in fear and shame is probably making him crazy.
My other Alphas are at work right now, but I'm sure Jace will be getting a phone call any minute now. Or Drew will be slamming through the door. The thought makes my heart race and I can't help but wish it would happen. That all my alphas would rush to me, trying to soothe the hurt. But that's not the reality I live in. Especially not now.
Jace's hold on me is bordering on painful but just knowing it's the touch of my Alpha makes it bearable. His lips touch my neck and he breathes in my scent, which can't smell pleasant. He groans and lays his head against my shoulder.
"We will never let you go, June,"He whispers into my skin.
I want to believe him, I do, but this seems so insurmountable.
As predicted his phone begins to chime on the coffee table and without dropping his hold on me, he stands to grab it. I watch as Drew's name flashes across the screen. Jace settles back on the couch with me cradled in his lap and answers.
"How is she?" Drew's gravelly voice travels from the phone and sends shivers down my spine.
"She's-" Jace swallows and I look up to see him closing his eyes.
"Take her to the nest," Drew snaps and I can hear the phone creak under Jace's hold.
"I haven't made it that far. The announcement just came across the T.V. for God's sake," Jace growls back.
I whimper and burrow into Jace's chest. Drew and Jace have always had a tumultuous relationship. They have very conflicting personalities, but they like to joke that I brought them together. I guess the joke's on them though, it looks like I'll be the one to tear them apart. The thought sends another wave of guilt through me.
"Fuck this- I'm on my way," Drew snarls.
"You know you can't," Jace tries to placate him, but I stop listening.
He's talking about the way we've been saving to buy a house. That we were in negotiations with a seller and looking to close this week. It's just one more thing I've taken from them now.
Jace stands cradling me in his arms and makes his way to the nest in the bedroom.
We don't have a huge nest or a california king sized bed like most packs do. The queen sized bed fits all of us, it's a tight fit but I'm not complaining.
I pretty much launch myself from Jace's arms into the collection of bedding and clothing that adorns the bed in random piles. They seem random to anyone else, but to me they are strategic. I place my alphas scents at every corner of the bed and within reach at all times. The fabrics are all soft, some are worn with age. I bring a weathered t-shirt that's seen better days to my nose and breathe in.

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RomanceThis is something I just started and am playing with while editing Survive the Day.