His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 8

I wanted nothing more than to just explore the grandeur of it all. Soak in the architecture- ask whoever how such a feat as building this structure was possible.

But I wasn't able to.

When Alpha Bruno brought us, I thought that not much would need to be done, since the Blue Moon Ceremony was a month away. Surely the Castle had taken the necessary precautions and had the majority of what they needed to be done by now.

But I was wrong.

When we arrived, we arrived to chaos and disorder. Since the Ceremony only happened once every 15 years, not many of the servants and decorators knew what to do or how to set up.

"Who knows how to work wiring?" One man screamed.

He was running frantically from one end of the room to the other. However, his plea was met with shaking of heads and "sorry not me."

Alpha Bruno pushed me up to the man and, with one hand on my shoulder called attention over to me. The man rushed over, slightly large and breathing heavily with a red face.

"My Pack member knows how to work with wiring," was all Alpha Bruno said, before giving me a slight nudge and releasing me to the man.

The other Omegas that came; Charles, Phillip, Jane, and Lizzy, quickly went to work. Lizzy and Jane became my assistants of sorts. With them, we set up the light show that would take place during the Ceremony, the lights leading up to the Castle and the lights surrounding it.

Through the next weeks, I learned the name of the man who first approached me- He insisted that we call him Mr. Obi.

"Amazing," he breathed, as I fiddled with the BOX, to get the lights to switch on and change color.

"Where did you learn to do all this?" He asked.

I smiled at him. I had grown to like Mr. Obi. He was a kind man and didn't treat Jane, Lizzy and I with any harshness.

"I'm just good with my hands I guess," I said.

Lizzy approached us and heard the last part of our conversation.

"She's not only good with her hands!" she said excitedly. "Mr. Obi did you know you are looking at the inventor of the-"

I stopped my hands with their work and set down the BOX. I knew he wouldn't stop his questioning unless he had an answer. Mr. Obi was a man of invention and brain, like me. He needed to know the solution to the problem. Why I wasn't being sent to an academy and then back to the palace to serve my King. Why I wasn't promoted in the Pack for my skills. Why instead I was beaten and kicked, spit on and despised- deemed unworthy when in reality I could out think and out maneuver all of them.

I felt a darkness creeping into me. One that I was familiar with. One that I never like the feeling of.

Be the sun.

I got up and walked to Mr. Obi- stopping until we were barely a foot apart. Quietly I said, "Mr. Obi- all my apologies sir- but you don't know the first thing about my life or what I've done to be what I am today." I looked at him with burning eyes, trying to make him understand with those words.

I saw the click go off in his eyes.

Suddenly he took a step back.

I felt a small part of my heart chip off.

"You...you..." Mr. Obi started to sweat profusely, as he continued taking more steps back. "What did you do?" He hissed at me. "What horrible thing did you do to become this?"