The Omega Project

Untitled Part 3

Present Day

A.R.G.U.S. Stronghold – United States

"I want to see Waller NOW!!", Felicity said as she paced her room. Or as she referred to it, her glass cage. It had been days since they had let her see her daughter, and her chest felt tight from the pain.

The guard who was outside her door, got on his comm.

"Waller, the prisoner is asking to speak to you.", Felicity heard him say.

Felicity sat down on her bed. She knew they probably watched her through a camera in her room somewhere, but she wanted to seem calm when she saw Waller. She needed to see her daughter. Felicity's eyes turned soft as she thought of the beautiful little girl with blonde hair and blue eyes that reminded her so much of him. She tried not to think of him too much. It hurt so bad being away from him, not being able to see him, or hold him. She missed him so much. Felicity straightened her back when she heard her door open.

"What do you want Felicity?", Waller asked, clearly aggravated.

"I want to see Sophie." Felicity said. She was trying to hold her temper, but she really wanted to rip Waller's throat out. All in good time, she thought.

Waller looked at her for a moment. Then turned and walked out the door without saying a word. Felicity rushed to the door and heard Waller giving instructions to her guard to have Sophie brought to her. Felicity sat on the bed, as tears flowed down her face. Finally!

Ten minutes later she heard her door unlock, and then the most wonderful sound in the world. "Mommy!" Sophie flew to her and Felicity hugged her tight. "Oh baby!", she said. All was right. For now.

Five Years Earlier

Felicity felt her knees go weak as Oliver kissed her. Her hands moved into his hair and she gripped tightly, as he deepened the kiss. It was electrifying. When she had opened the door and he was standing their looking even more handsome than she remembered, she had lost all rational thought. Her Omega, had wanted nothing more than to pull him in her room, and straddle those strong thighs. And now he was kissing her so wantonly, so hungrily, that she thought surely, he would take her right here on the floor. But after a couple of moments, they pulled apart, gasping for air, their eyes blazing green with their need for each other.

Oliver stepped back, and let his hands fall to his side. He cleared his throat trying to gain some control. Felicity just stared. She could not move. That was a kiss that she felt from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes, and when someone said the word "toe curling", she now knew exactly what that meant.

Oliver laughed nervously and looked at her. "You look stunning Felicity.", he finally said, his voice husky. It made her shiver. Oliver noticed.

"Thank you.", she said, still not able to move.

"Are you ready to go?", Oliver asked, looking behind her into her room.

Felicity finally shook free of her kiss induced trance. "Oh yes....of course. Let me get my purse."

As she walked back into her room, Oliver said a silent "Fuck!" The dress she was wearing had a zipper that went from her right thigh, around her hip and up her back, and his Alpha was howling at him to take that zipper apart with his teeth. Jesus! He had not felt this out of control since his first Alpha hormones had hit him at 16. It was unnerving, but exciting.

Felicity grabbed her purse, her hands shaking, and walked back to the door. Oliver led her out, and she locked her door before walking down the hall. Oliver took her hand in his as they navigated the hallway, and Felicity stayed close to his side. She just felt that is where she should be at that moment. They walked out to his car, and he opened the passenger door, giving her a look of pure possessiveness as she sat in the passenger seat. He shut her door and then strode around the car, and got in to drive, and as he shifted the gear and pulled away from the curb, Felicity almost let out a whimper as his strong hand shifted the gears.