His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 65

But I would take whatever I could get at this point.

"Omygosh."

Wait.

Was that Lizzy?

I try sitting up but it's too much for me.

A hallucination.

It will pass soon.

Instead I take in the voices of my loved ones as they fill the room.

"The bodies, I can't believe...omygosh Fayette..."

"She needs to get out of here. Now."

My hallucinations were rescuing me.

I smile at the thought.

An unfamiliar male voice fills my ears.

"Where is Jasmine?"

"Down here, come on."

Yasmine! I heard Yasmine!

Then I feel that burning sensation on my skin as the hallucination of Alto reaches and grabs me.

"My Fayette."

He's sobbing.

Sobbing as he carries me.

I feel my body, hanging limp and unsupported.

Maybe I had fallen from the table?

Maybe I was now hanging on the chair, dangling?

But that heat was still there.

Heat from Alto.

As he continued to carry and whisper my name.

"Fayette my sunshine. Fayette my love. Hold on. Hold on."

All stars are born in the dark,

and all darkness dies,

in the light.

I wake up screaming.

Hands grab me, pinning me down, making me fight against the attacker.

The nameless man.

Back with another.

"It worked! It worked!"

I scream it for him to hear.

For him to realize that I had no more strength in me to stick a needle in another victum.

"No," I'm sobbing now as the hands soften in their hold on me, "It worked, don't bring another, please."

Another sobbing reaches my ear.

Oh.

The hallucinations.

Alto.

"Fayette, it's okay. You're here. You're here. I'm here. You're not at that place anymore."

I sigh as my eyes spin wildly around, trying desperately to seek the source of the voice.

Then I see him.

I gasp.

"Alto."

I laugh then, "Alto!"

He is staring at me in shock as I trace his face.

"Alto I'm so happy to see you again."

He is shaking. I frown and watch as a tear falls from his face.

"Don't cry Alto. It's not real."

He shakes his head and leans closer, pressing his forehead to the bed.

The bed.

Bed?

I still as I take in my surroundings.

"Where are we Alto."

It's a whisper of fear.

What new torture had the nameless man created for me?

"The palace. Breen Palace Fayette. You're home."

I shake my head.

Alto.

Alto sat there, watching me.

"Its...its over?"

He sighs, a deep sigh of relief, and nods.

"Yes."

"You saved me."

He leans forward and grabs my hand, pressing them to the skin of his face.

"I didn't."

He cries at his words.

I cling to his hands as he bows his head.

"I didn't get to you in time."

I start to shake as I take in his meaning.

"You did. You saved me."

"A month."

He growls out the word, "A month. Of tracking. Searching, hunting. It shouldn't have taken that long. It shouldn't have-," his sobs cut off his words as reaches and painfully clings to his chest.

"When I showed up at the academy. And you weren't there. You and Jasmine. Both of you gone. Taken. I-,"

"Me and Jasmine?"

I pause and look up at Alto, "What happened to Yasmine?"

He sighs, "They didn't take her."

He gives a humorless laugh at his words, "Their first mistake. Jasmine's partner, Derek, when he found out."

A dark look crosses Alto's eyes.

"Derek doesn't care about Jasmine."

Alto laughs at that, "We both tore the world apart, looking for you two."

I shudder at his words.

"And you found us."

"Jasmine was in a cell. For the most part she was left alone. She said she was only taken out once," Alto's eyes flash to me, "to use to threaten you."

He pauses suddenly, "I'm sorry Fayette. We don't have to talk about this now. Another time. When the wound isn't fresh-,"

"No."

He hesitates, his dark eyes looking at me.

I missed those dark eyes.