The Omega For Sale

Greyson’s POV:

The space in front of me looked blurry and hard as I tried, I couldn’t get anything to make sense, just the same way it had been for the past week now. I could at this point conclude that I had never felt this miserable or empty in my entire life.

Not even when my mate died did I feel this way.

There was such an empty, hollow feeling in my chest and over the last two weeks I had tried to fill the void but to no avail.

The office that I was sat in was currently upside down, torn from top to bottom by my maniac rage that would overcome me every once in a while, same with my bedroom and the bottles of alcohol that were scattered around me also evidences of my suffering.

When Freya and Jessy had begun to matter so much in my life I wouldn’t be able to tell, but now that they were gone, it truly felt like they took a part of me with them.

I missed Freya so much, her scent, the sound of her laughter, her open book kind of face and how happy she made me. I missed listening to her argue with Jessy too

And Jessy, my real child. I couldn’t possibly tell how many times I had wished that she were my real child but even without the knowledge that she was, I still loved her like she came from me and I missed her more than I could express.

Goddess knew that I understood Freya’s hurt. I hated myself even more for what I had done, but I just wished I had access to her. I wish I knew where she had gone and I could at least begin trying to fix it.

Maybe I was cursed. That would be the only explanation to this cycle. The cycle where I loved with all my heart and then they left in one way or another. I hated every part of it. But I wanted to end this cycle, I wanted to break this cycle and be with Freya and Jessy forever.

A knock came on the door but I ignored it. The only person that had dared to disturb me in this last two weeks had been Smith and whenever he came around he just said a bunch of rubbish stuff that I didn’t care for one bit.

Knowing it would be him, I ignored the knock. He was going to come in anyway whether or not I wanted him to do so there was no need to use my voice. My throat was hurting as it was.

The knock came again, this time louder and I furrowed my brows in confusion, Smith only knocked once to announce himself before he usually pushed open the door.

The door creaked open slowly and a mop of raven hair popped their head into the office. Smith had blonde hair. Right?

Fuck, I shouldn’t have drunk so much. I sat up properly on the chair and squinted my eyes. The door pushed open fully and she walked in.

Zoe?

Why was she here? I had given strict orders to not be disturbed, I would call if I needed anything.

“Master?” She called out carefully but I ignored her, watching as she continued to walk slowly towards me, weighing my reactions.

She got to the front me and gently pushed aside the bottles that occupied the table and then she perched there.

“Master, I’m sorry Freya left. I know how much she meant to you.” Zoe began but I remained quiet.

She hopped off the table and moved behind me, then without any warning, she began a slow massage on my shoulders.

“She isn’t worth it though. Neither her nor Jessy is worth you feeling this way, looking this way.” She said again, her fingers moving lower and lower on my body.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. Was it my drunk state or was Zoe trying to make a move on me? I was still trying to wrap my head around the entire situation because it was moving faster than my drunk mind could get a grasp on but then I felt her hot breath against my ear.

“She would have never been able to satisfy you enough, she would have never been able to rule alongside you. Not properly. She’s just a lowly omega after all.” She said.

At this point, it truly felt like my mind was trying to play tricks on me. Zoe’s fingers were already connecting with the belt strap that held my pants and it was the moment she unhooked it that my mind sprang into action. I shot out a hand to grab onto hers. Tightly.

Pulling her with that hand to the front of me, I gave her the dirtiest look I could summon in my drunken state. It seemed to be quite effective because her eyes were blown wide with fear.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I hissed at her.

“You’re hurting me Master.” She replied instead and I squeezed her hands even tighter.

“I asked you a question Zoe.”

“I-I’m just trying to help.” She stuttered.

“You’re the lowly omega here Zoe. For your sake I’m hoping this doesn’t ever repeat itself again. The next time you get this boost of confidence or courage and repeat this nonsense, you will not only spend the night in the dungeon, after then you’ll be thrown out of my home completely. Do I make myself clear?”

Tears had begun to stream down the maids face but at this point, I didn’t give two shit.

“Yes Master.” She replied.

“Now get out.” I said and with a last longing look in my direction she left the room, sniffling and hiccuping as she went.

Goddess! Could this day get any worse?

I couldn’t deny that over time I had noticed that Zoe held some sort of attraction towards me but it had never been a problem. In fact, most people held an attraction towards me and that Included my maids.

“Greyson, again with the alcohol?” Smith’s voice came from the doorway interrupting my train of thoughts and I sighed internally, maybe even groaned a little, before turning my eyes in his direction.

“What do you want Smith? You have a cell phone right? You know what those are used for? You know you could always call before you show up here?”

“Well I did and my calls were ignored, the same way it has been for the last week. So pardon me for just showing up.” He sassed right back at me.

We glared at each other for a few seconds. Smith was very dear to me, he had been through most of my toughest times with me and no matter how much shit I gave him, he still stuck with me. But I wasn’t liking him very much in this moment and I intended to let him know.

“Why are you drinking Greyson?” He asked.

“Well, let’s see. First, my mate died. Then I fall in love with this beautiful and perfect woman and her child and then she turns out to be the women I raped four years ago while I was mourning the death of my mate. And now she’s gone with my child and I’ve searched every nook and cranny for her but she’s gone and I’m never going to see her again.

I don’t know if she’s hurt or if she’s safe. I don’t know if she has been taken again, or if Jessy is doing fine, i don’t know if they have food to eat or a roof over their head. All I have is their thoughts and the memories we have shared over the last couple of months. So forgive me for choosing to drown in alcohol Smith, if you have a better idea, I’ll be happy to listen.” I finished.

Picking another bottle I took a swig from it. Ignoring the way the alcohol burned my throat. I could feel my cheeks get wet but I didn’t have to swipe at it to know that tears were falling from it again. Just the way it had been for the last two weeks.

Smith sighed heavily and the resignation in that sigh was too much to be ignored. When I turned my attention back to him, he looked like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. His face was in a frown and his lips were pursed.

“Freya is at my place.” He finally said.

There was a paused that seemed to last for hours and I could do nothing but blink rapidly while this pause lasted.

“What did you say?” I asked after a while.

“Freya and Jessy are both at my place, but before you freak out Greyson you need to listen to me please.” Smith began saying but I was moving out of my seat already.

“I don’t have the time to listen to you Smith. After I find her, I can have your head for doing this to me but for now get lost.”

I said while walking to my room to get changed.

“I can assure you that it’s not the best route to take.”

“What the fuck do you mean? She has been at your place and you’ve watched me be miserable for the entire week! I don’t even know how they are both faring, the least you could have done was to let me in and help me. Jessy was dying the last time she was here and you know how worried I’ve been. You could have reassured me Smith!” I shouted at him.

“I can assure you that I have taken great care of them Greyson to the best of my ability, from the moment they came under my wings. They are both fine, but you need to listen to me. You cannot just march to my home and try to take them away.”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“Why not Smith? Give me one good reason!” I raged and I could see the annoyance on Smith’s face at my constant interruption but I didn’t care.

“Well if you would let me talk long enough then maybe you will have a reason by now. Freya is obviously very upset with you. She’s upset about the entire situation and you have to give her that time and space. If I had told you she was with me you would have just marched there like you’re planning on doing now.”

“I’m not going to stay here and drown in despair when I know where I can find her Smith. I appreciate you taking her in and looking after her and that does comfort me a lot but I need to see her and you’re not going to be able to stop me.”

I finished, walking into my closet to pull out some clothes. Smith to my annoyance followed me.

“Listen Greyson, I promised Freya I wasn’t going to tell you where she was.”

“I don’t care Smith.”

“Obviously, I can see that. Just listen, we’ll go to my house and you can see her, but you need to take things easy. Don’t be too overwhelming or try to get her to come home with you immediately because that’s going to make her recoil for sure. Just take what she can give you Greyson please.”

I ignored him and continued to pull out cloth after cloth. Most of them looked really unattractive to me in the moment.

“Besides, I really think Jessy and Freya are a lot safer in my home where no one knows their whereabouts. With the poisoning and Emilia and her accomplice still on the loose we don’t know who to trust.” Smith said again and I paused this time to turn to him.

“If you think I’m going to let any harm come their away again then you can think again Smith. I would do anything and everything to ensure their safety.”

“I don’t doubt you. Just don’t barge into my home and try to drag them out. You could try to make up for everything little but little. Freya loves you a lot and I’m sure she just needs a little time, she’s going to come around eventually. And you already know how much Jessy adores you, I’ve heard the word Mastah this last two weeks more than I need to.”

That made me smile. My girls. I would do anything to have them both in my life again.

“Understood Smith, now get the hell out so I can dress up.” I said

And the idiot grinned wide.