The Omega For Sale

This is it!

One of my deepest fears coming to life.

The people do not want me, no one would ever a lowly, ordinary omega to assume the position of Luna and trust them with their life, safety and their riches.

I just knew it.

Tears stung at my eyes but I refused to let it fall. This was bound to happen, I always knew it would. I knew this night was bound for failure, I knew it was never going to work out like the fairytale I’ve had in my head since I was six.

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I took my hands away from Greyson and made to leave when the crowd erupted in cheer and shouts, some even whistled and howled. The sudden noise shocked me that I lost my footing for a minute, thankfully Greyson was standing behind me like a rock.

“This is something I want, it means it is what the people want too. You should never have doubted those words when I said them the first time.” Greyson said softly to me and the tears that I had been trying so hard to keep at bay came pouring down my eyes hard.

“I think I need to sit.” I said to him.

We move towards the seat that had been prepared for us and I settle on one of it with a sigh. My mood had been significantly lifted. I felt better, happier.

“Congratulations Luna. You look really beautiful tonight.” A woman with a child said to me, offering me a large bouquet of flowers.

“Thank you so much.” I said, offering her a smile and taking the flowers from her.

And that was the start of the rounds of congratulations. People come up to us to offer their congratulations, and give gifts. My heart felt full and my face felt like it was about to split from the grin that covered my face all through the night.

“Do you feel tired? Do you want us to go inside? Greyson asked at a point and I really considered the offer, especially since my feet were starting to hurt really bad.

But it just looked like half of the hall were yet to say their congratulations and I could see as they were inching closer to where we were sat to talk to us, it would be rude to call it off so early. Plus, I was really hungry and wanted to eat.

“No, not yet. I’m hungry though.”

“Okay I’ll get you something to eat.” Greyson responded and left his seat for a minute.

The moment he left and I could no longer feel his presence as closely as the a few minutes before, a paranoia settled in my chest and unnerved me. I looked subtly around afraid that I might catch the face of Estel staring back at me.

It was surprising that since the night had begun this was the first time I was really thinking about her. The first time she was crossing my mind.

Her face was nowhere to be found in the small crowd of people. I took a sniff of the air around me and there was not a hint of cinnamon or rot and that relaxed me.

“Here’s you food honey. Had to bring it myself, proof of how much I love you.” Greyson said in a teasing, smug tone and I couldn’t help the laughter that peeled out of my lips.

I accepted the plate that had been piled high with my favorite foods and began eating. I raised my head into the crowd of people and for some reason my eyes seemed to focus on a particular maid pouring drinks into a glass at the end the room.

I watched her for a second but soon my concentration is broken.

“Mommy!” Jessy’s angelic voice comes and I grin at my bouncing and overexcited child. I always loved to see Jessy in an uplifted mood because a happy Jessy had the power to turn whatever negative was present in the situation into something positive and beautiful.

“Hi beautiful. You look so pretty oh my.” I gushed over my child and her giggles filled the air and ran through my body as a chill.

“Can I have some?” The greedy little glutton inched towards the plate of food in my hands.

This was a lost game for the food because before I could even get the word no out, Greyson had picked a piece of my food and given it to Jessy, who grinned in appreciation.

“That’s not fair at all. You should get your own plate Jessy.” I said but the four years old just grinned at me.

“Everybody is calling me a princess daddy.” Jessy offered and Greyson friend his silly grin, placing a kiss on her head before speaking.

“It’s because you’re a princess baby.” He said in his goofy tone and I rolled my eyes simply because I had been waiting for him to say that exact thing.

“Is mommy a princess too?” Jessy asked and I chuckled at her words the same way Greyson did.

“You’re too cute Jessy.” Greyson said.

I scanned the crowd for Simon, he was usually joined at the hip with Jessy and it was a little unusual to see the two apart. I couldn’t find the boy anywhere around and a little panic rose in my chest.

“Jess, where is Simon?” I asked Jessy.

“Dunno.” She responded and from her tone I could tell she was upset about something.

If the duo were separate then they at least knew the others location. If Jessy claimed to not know then it meant something had happened between the two.

“What happened honey? Are you upset with Simon.” Greyson beat me to the question i intended to ask.

Jessy nodded her head slowly. It was such a rare thing. Jessy being upset with Simon. It didn’t even sound right.

“Why are you upset with Simon honey?”

“He wants to leave.” Jessy said simply, reaching into the plate to pick up food.

I shared a look with Greyson and I could see the confusion in my mate’s eyes.

Before either of us could ask any further questions. We were interrupted.

“Your drinks.” Said a maid.