The Stained Omega

Chapter 63

The long night keeps going.

(Anna)

I have heard enough for one night, walking from the office I try not to show how much the whiskey has

affected me. I don’t know how Fraction drinks that stuff, I was drinking it to keep myself from beating

him into the floor. I was trying to keep my hands busy. I normally don’t drink so I’m not exactly shocked

when my legs wobble walking up the stairs, once I get to our bedroom I want nothing more than to face

plant the bed. Instead I head straight to the bathroom, I’m not sure if it’s the whiskey or all that Fraction

has told me but I suddenly feel sick to my stomach. Dropping to my knees in front of the toilet I unload

my stomach until I’m just dry heaving.

‘Let me claw his face off.’ Winter starts in at me again, to say she’s mad at him would be like telling a

blind person the sky is blue. It just doesn’t do it justice, it doesn’t fully explain the magnitude of what’s

in front of you.

‘You will regret it.’ I tell her flushing the toilet and dropping to the floor, the tiles feel very cooling on my

forehead.

‘I never thought Leo was capable of this. I thought we had a better understanding of each other. I’m

sorry Anna, I was obviously wrong. He can’t possibly be our mate,’ I wish I could agree with her but I

know. in my heart that Fraction is our mate.

‘We have to help him, something is very wrong. There is no way that Fraction was mated with an

Omega and then got given a second mate. It just can’t be possible,’ I tell her yawning loudly.

‘You need sleep, we aren’t going to figure this out on no sleep and an

O

17:11 1

empty stomach,’ she seems rather disgusted by my vomiting, heaven forbid I feel nauseated by what

my mate did to me…or the whiskey.

‘It wasn’t the whiskey,’ Winter tells me while stretching her paws. ‘If we aren’t going to sleep can we go

and kill Faye while she sleeps.’ I laugh out loud at this, Winter is one wannabe badas s bi tch.

Pushing myself off the floor I look in the mirror to see my hair is all on end, the bags under my eyes

make me look like I’ve aged ten years in the last few hours. My once plain face now shows a patchwork

of pain. and stress. Washing my hands I notice that they are all chipped and bitten, I didn’t realise I had

taken my worries out on my nails. No wonder he’s drawn to another female, I’ve really let myself go

these days.

“I see you finally got off the floor,” I jump nearly a foot in the air when I hear the voice from behind me.

Spinning around I see Faye standing against the wall just outside the bathroom door. She is wearing a

pair of tiny jean shorts and a top that barely contains her breasts and stops just above her belly button.

“Why are you in my bedroom?” I ask her through clenched teeth, “get out!” I actually point to the door

but she doesn’t move, she just stands there looking at me.

“I take it from the attitude that Fraction let you in on our relationship.” She smiles at me, a big toothy

wolf got the deer kind of smile. She’s actually happy that I know.

“You don’t have a relationship, it was a one time thing. A mistake, he’s a da mn mor on but he made a

mistake.” I don’t feel like telling her that I don’t know if I can forgive him, I know she will see it as a sign

of weakness and Winter is screaming at me not to show this to her.

“It wasn’t a mistake, we are true mates and you are a fraud who will be

19635

07.111

cast aside. Once I’m done there won’t be a single person in this Pack who will say your name, I will

make sure your name is dragged through the mud. Your kind should have been killed out long ago!”

She takes a step towards me so I step backwards, I need distance from her.

“I’m not going anywhere, this is my home, my pack and my mate!” I clench my fists at my sides, I feel

my short nails digging into my palm. It does very little to squash my rage.

“I guess we’ll see won’t we,” she stops walking towards me as the door to the bedroom suddenly bursts Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

open.

Fraction comes flying through the door like a man on a mission, he storms straight over to Faye and

grabs her by her hair. I watch with wide eyes as he literally drags her across the floor, she’s screaming

loud enough to wake the whole pack yet I don’t hear anyone coming to their aid. I slowly follow behind

them as he drags her through the hall and down the stairs, he does this all the way to the front door

where he opens it with one hand. Fraction looks at me for a second just before he picks Faye up and

actually throws her out of the house.

“You come near my mate again and you will not see the morning.” Fraction isn’t yelling but the rage

coming off him has my knees. buckling. I hit the floor as I watch Faye try to right herself, his aura is

keeping her pinned to the floor though.

“She’s not your mate!” She screams from her spot on the lawn.

“I will find out what you have done to make this happen but trust me Faye, you and me…we will never

be together!” He slams the door shut in her face so hard the glass in the door actually shakes.

“Anna…” Fractions’ voice sounds so far away, I can still feel his aura pushing down on me. I actually

whimper as he comes closer to me, “sh it, sorry little wolf.” I feel his aura pull back from me like a

41.721

r

0711

weighted blanket being pulled off me.

“I just wanted to go to sleep.” I s ob looking down at the floor. “I just wanted to sleep and then I got sick.

I went into the bedroom and she was just there and … and …” my words won’t come out, i can actually

feel the words getting stuck in my throat. I feel Fraction surrounding me and then I’m suddenly floating

through the air.

“Shush little wolf, let’s get you to bed,” he whispers into the top of my head. For just a second I let

myself close my eyes and push my face into his chest, I let myself pretend that right now we aren’t

fighting, that he didn’t cheat on me and that all he wants to do is hold me and soothe me after a very

long and hard day.

It isn’t until we are back in the bedroom and I can smell Faye’s perfume that the world comes crashing

down around me again. There is no pretending that this is not happening to me, to us. Fraction lays me

down in the bed and pulls the comforter over me, I watch as he walks over to the window and opens it

a cra ck before going and turning off the lights. I’m thankful that I’m already wearing thin joggers and a

t- shirt because I really don’t want to get up to change. It takes me longer than it should to realise that

the shower has turned on in the bathroom, laying there looking into the blackness I listen to Fraction

take a speedy shower. He isn’t in the bathroom long before he’s opening the door and letting the

bathroom light spill into the bedroom.

He is wearing just a towel again and my over emotional brain can’t help but notice how lickble his chest

looks with little water drops running down it. I don’t think he realises I’m awake because he doesn’t

even look at the bed as he walks to the bedroom door holding a bundle of clothes. I presume these are

the clothes he has just taken off, I can’t believe he’s not actually leaving them on the floor. I expect him

to walk. out of the bedroom but instead he opens the door and chucks the clothes on the hall floor

before coming back into the room and gently closing the door behind him. I watch open mouthed as he

walks over to

64.43%

the bed, drops his towel and climbs in next to me completely n*ked.

“Erm…Fraction.” I say on a croak, I do a little cough to try and clear my throat, “what are you doing?”

“I’m tired and I need to make sure you’re safe. And I need to be close to you, please don’t make me

leave.” He sounds so sad that for a second I actually feel sorry for him. The man has been put in an

impossible situation, sure he’s dealt with it like an idiot but he’s my idiot. Sighing, I roll over and place

my head on his chest, for a few hours I’m going to steal what comfort he can give. I get the feeling I’m

going to need it in the coming weeks. I feel myself drifting off to sleep as he plays with. my hair and

hums in his throat. If he wasn’t a wolf I’d swear he was purring.

90 521