His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 35

"She is not an Omega anymore!" Gavin hissed at Mr. Joseph.

Mr. Joseph raised an eyebrow but calmly said, "No, but she did put up the light show, an extremely complicated piece of work that she and only she alone, is able to take down. I would suggest you don't shout too loudly and startle her. She is rather high up." Mr. Joseph looked up and gave me a cheeky grin and wave next to a pale Gavin.

I waved back and chuckled. I knew Gavin probably heard it but I didn't care at the moment. Working with the wires and de-tangling and unplugging the sets had calmed down my nerves. It had always been soothing to have my hands doing something. Working, building. They always seemed to ease my mind.

The day continued to go smoothly until I felt it. Him.

Even high up on the platform I felt the energy that was coming off of him. Something in my mind seemed to register that his eyes were looking up at me. Something in my brain seemed to send signals that he was watching.

I released air that I hadn't even realized I had been holding. I resisted the urge to look at him. I knew if I did I would be distracted.

Urgh but I already was distracted.

Thankfully the wiring was almost done. I had the cords all in a box. When they lowered the panel they would collect it then.

Getting up, I brushed the dust and wire grease off on my jean legs and proceeded to climb down the long ladder.

I felt him move to the base of it. Nervous energy was running through him into me.

How was that possible?

I kept my face straight as I continued to climb.

He can see my butt, was one thought I had when I was halfway. I groaned at my own vanity but kept going.

Finally, I reached the last few steps. I felt a pair of hands reach out and gently grab my waist. I gasped at the contact. How was it possible to feel his heat even through my layers of clothes?

His hands curled around my waist and, gently, ever so gently, supported me down the last few rungs of the ladder. I turned around and faced him.

Ah dang, why did I do that?

I should have evened out my breathing before turning around so quickly. I was just too eager to see him. He still had his hands around my waist.

When I looked up into his eyes though, I was not rewarded with a gentle look to match his gentle touch. He was angry. I should have noticed it sooner. People were gasping and running in the other direction of him. Most cleared the room, while others- the stronger ones- tried their best to continue with their work and ignore the angry silence that was coming from him.

"Alto," I whispered.

And just like that, the anger was gone. Replaced by something else. Some unknown feeling.

Alto's usual blank face broke as his eyebrows scrunched together showing his confusion.

Alto lead me to the kitchen. I knew the place, having worked there several times during the prep for the ceremony.

LaFair, the head chef was there, taking dishes, trying small sauces and generally being his usual bossy self.

When he saw us approach he nodded towards a girl, dismissing her, and bowed low to Alto.

"Prince August, Fayette, what can I do for you?"

I smiled at the fact that LaFair addressed me as my usual self.

Alto's hand tightened slightly but he did not address it. "LaFair do you have the food I asked for?"

"Of course Prince," reaching under a counter, LaFair pulled out two boxed lunches.

"Enjoy," he said, a slight smirk on his face.

"Thank you," Prince August said, letting go of my hand and taking the boxes.

I looked at my suddenly cold hand. Alto though was already walking out the door. I nodded to LeFair and smiled. He smiled back and waved in a goodbye gesture.