His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 11

"What do you make of that?" I asked Lizzy.

"Well..." Lizzy mused, "he did seem...blank when he came to the pack during his search..." she looked up at me with doubtful eyes.

"Maybe he's shy?" I suggested.

"EEeeeeehhhh..." Lizzy said.

"Or," I said, thinking it through, "it could be like with Alpha Bruno...You know how he has two faces? One that's hard and powerful for the pack but another that's his real self that only we see?"

Lizzy's eyes gleamed. "My dear Fayette," she said, wrapping her arm around my back and leading me to the kitchen, "I think you've just figured out our Prince."

Before we could reach the kitchen though, we were interrupted by a small cough.

It was a delicate cough that I guessed the person did many times before finally catching our attention with it.

We turned around at the noise and saw a woman in a huge flowing green dress the shimmered when hit upon with sunlight.

Only one such person could be wearing something so fine.

"Ahem," she said, giving her small cough again. "I'm looking for a Fayette?" She looked between the two of us with a small smile on her lips. Our lack of answer though made the smile transform into an ugly scowl.

"Don't you two girls know how to address your Queen?"

Keep your face always toward the sunshine-

and shadows will fall behind you.

- Walt Whitman

Be the Sun.

The thought swirled in my head as I walked down the halls numbly, following the Queen in green.

I couldn't think as to how that could apply to the situation though.

If I was being honest, I had no idea what was going on.

I'm looking for a Fayette? The dainty voice rang in my head.

What does she want with me?

Don't you two girls know how to address your Queen?

I couldn't even remember her name.

The Queen glanced at me and smiled, motioning for me to come along. When I kept my same pace behind her, her smile never faltered but she let out sing-song, "F-a-st-er!"

I quickly moved my feet so that I would be positioned, still slightly behind her, but further than I was before.

"Here we are!" The Queen said again in her little sing-song voice.

I tried to keep a calm face as I entered the room behind her. I still had no idea what was going on.

Without my voluntary consent, a small gasp escaped from my mouth.

A satisfied look came across the Queens' face. She raised her arms and motioned towards the rows and rows of dresses and clothes that laid before me.

"I'm going to need you to choose one for tomorrows ceremony."

I felt like my eyes were bulging out of their sockets. Me? A dress?

I stared numbly at the Queen, with her staring back before she let out a loud sigh and said-

"I said choose, so choose."

I still didn't move from my position. I had to take a few measured breathes and swallow a few times to make sure my throat wouldn't close up before I spoke, "What?" Was all I managed to choke out.