Our Secret ( TordTom Omegaverse)

The Meeting pt.2

     After their breakfast Tom asked Samuel if he would like to join him in shopping for baby supplies instead of staying inside. Samuel agreed immediately and they headed off.  While they were shopping they found many adorable, gender neutral items since Tom isn't at the stage where you know the gender which is at four months. They just exited a very popular baby shop, when a huge man who had raven-black hair and green eyes that was at least seven foot and reeked of alpha pressed Tom to a nearby wall.  

    Tom had an expressionless face that never faltered once, Samuel tried to pry the man off of Tom but it was as if he had an iron grip. The man just pushed Samuel away causing Tom to release a feral growl. “Hey pretty lil thing, I'm Damian and I'm your mate.” Everyone around that heard gasped in surprise and started clapping, to the point where Tom laughed in hysterics. As he wiped his voids he spoke in a questionable tone “how old do you think I am?” Damien laughed in turn “from the looks of you, just under the ‘knowing’ age by one or two years.” Tom reeled back his arm and struke Damien in his face knocking him back two feet and to the ground.

    “That's sad, getting hit by an omega who can't use all of their strength and being beat that hard. Well, let me inform you, I just reached the ‘knowing’ age and I'm pregnant so back off. Oh, and if you ever try that on another omega and I find out; pregnant or not I will wreck your shit.” Tom gave off this expression and aura, a menacing and murderous aura and expression. “D-demon, your a f-fucking demon!” Those were the last words that came out of Damien's mouth before he scurried away. After Tom was calmed down by many others, which many were omegas praising him on how brave he was. Everyone felt bad for not doing anything for a harassed omega, especially a pregnant one so they gave him an apology of money for his child. Samuel was simply dumbfounded, how could one omega bring a alpha to his knees and scurry away. He eventually came to his senses when Tom approached him with a heavenly smile, “hey Sam, look at all this money! I counted, I'm pretty sure that it's 1169.87 pounds!” Samuel stood there shocked, 1169.87 pounds is 1500 US dollars!

      “Hey Tom, I'm going to the bathroom can you wait for me at the food court?” “Sure, call me if you get in trouble or need help, ok?” “Yeah yeah, I got it, by the way you need to eat I can hear your stomach from here,” Tom looked down in embarrassment “yeah, ok. I'm gonna go now,  bye.” As Tom left, Samuel made his way to the bathroom and pulled out his phone dialing a certain number. “Hey son, I have news that I believe will please you. I have it all on my bodycam, make sure the computer is ready for input. Your friend, yes that one,..., yes he is doing well, I know you miss him but why did you have to do that son, you missed out now he's pregnant,..., don't you growl at me young man,..., no I don't know the father,” Everyone in the restroom hurried their business and quickly left, for they knew all too well, an angry omega mother is not to be messed with. As the last man left he put a ‘out of order’ sign on the bathroom door, Samuel then locked the door and put the call on speaker. Soon a deep and husky voice erupted from the device “Papa how is he? How do you know he's pregnant? Who is the father? Has he been living well? Is the child all right? Is he in any trouble?” “Slow down Tord, one question at a time.”

   

     A murderous growl came from the phone before the voice of Tord erupted again “Paul, ANSWER ME GOD DAMN IT!” The man that was going by the name of Samuel and now revealed as Paul cowered a little before proceeding.  “ Yes sir, he is doing well. He showed and informed me of the pregnancy. I don't know of the father but once I do I will inform you. He has a stable life and is in good conditions. The child seems fine and healthy. He is not in trouble that I know of, but if he was I believe he can handle it himself. That's all I have to report sir.” A sigh of relief came from the other side, “thank you, I'm sorry Papa. I just got really overprotective, if you find out the father tell me unless I know him. If I know him I don't want to kill him incase we are friends.” “For sure little man, oh and one more thing, never and I mean never yell at me again or I will whoop your ass. Have a good day sweetie.” As Paul hangs up the phone he can hear a loud laughter in the back and his son yelling “shut up dad, leave I have to do work.”