His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 41

"Come on," he whispered in my ear, making goosebumps appear on my arm, "let's go eat in our garden."

I grinned a silly smile at him, lost in a cloud of bliss so easily at his promising words.

"But first..." Alto backed away from me, wrinkling his nose, "maybe you should take a shower."

I gasped out loud, staring in outrage at his comment while he laughed at my face.

"Oh no He didn't sista!" Lizzy said in the background.

I turned around, "fine I'll take a shower. And then I'll meet you."

I raised my head in the air, not looking back at my supposedly "life mate."

Lizzy slung her arm over my shoulder, walking back to the room with me.

"Let's get out of here Fayette," she said loudly, "All these guys stink."

The crash broke me from my slumber. Or at least I think it did. I just felt a jolt go through my body. As if I had been walking down the stairs and missed a step.

-Crash.-

The noise finally registered to me, and I swiftly got up from the couch.

Running into the kitchen, I found my father sitting on the floor, small cuts and drops of blood forming on his hands as he picked up the pieces of glass.

"Oops," he said.

I watched as some shards of glass entered into his flesh, but he never showed any pain.

"Daddy made a mess," father said, "stay away Fayette, I don't want you to hurt yourself. Don't touch anything, Okay?"

I nodded, slowly backing away from the kitchen to watch from the safety of the doorway.

"Can you go get Daddy a broom Fayette?"

I raced to the little closet in the hall to do what father had asked me.

Coming back, I silently handed him the broom and dustpan. He quickly swept the small shards up and wiped the floor down with a wet rag.

"Coast is all clear now! You can come in Fayette," father said.

I approached slowly, looking at the ground to make sure it really was safe.

I stopped in front of father, looking up at his tall frame.

He bent down, coming eye level with me.

It was probably the first time he had really looked me in the eyes since-

"You look so much like her," he whispered.

He reached a hand out, softly stroking one of my cheeks. I flinched as I felt the wet blood make contact with my skin.

I dared not say anything.

"So much," he said again as he continued to stroke my cheek.

Over and over and over and over. Hours I stood while he looked into my eyes, a sky of blue looking into the meadow of the green.

Blue and green and swirls and fangs and blood and-

-I jolted awake.

I felt some feeling go back into my body as I registered how much I hated working out. I thought of the only good side to it – Seeing Alto.

I clung to that thought and the feeling of his hands on my body as he helped me train.

The door opened then, as Lizzy and Jane walked through.

"Mooorrnninngg Sunshine!" Lizzy sang at the top of her voice.

"Morning you two," I said.

Jane walked closer with a frown on her face, "Fayette are you okay?"

A small bubble of panic arose in me. Did she know?

"Why do you ask?" I said in a strained voice.

"You just look really pale. And you're sweating a little." Jane came closer to me and placed a hand on my forehead. "I can't really tell but you seem warm."

"Awwee relax Jane. She's just trying to fake it out so she doesn't have to train."

I threw a glare at Lizzy before turning to Jane, "I feel fine Jane. Thanks for worrying though."

A small wrinkle formed on Jane's forehead. A sure sign that she disapproved but she didn't say anything else.

Lizzy jumped forward, putting her arm around my shoulder.

"So, tough girl. You survived almost two weeks of torture. What's another month or two more?"

I groaned out loud as Lizzy dragged me out of the room, Jane waving a small farewell, her worry still evident on her face.

These past two weeks had been torture. At one point I felt small resentment towards Alto thinking, why do I have to train? Why do I have to change myself for someone? But he quickly felt my anger through our growing bond and shut those feelings down. I gave a heavy sigh as I remembered his "motivational" speech saying, "It's for your health and protection, and your future position." Though those words did not comfort me they did drive home the point he was trying to make. I had said in front of a lot of people and the King and Queen that I could be a Queen myself someday.