The Omega For Sale

Greyson’s POV:

The last couple of hours was almost too much for me to bear, with little Simon’s help we were able to discover that not only was his dad out for some sort of revenge against Freya for supposedly ruining Emilia’s life, there were also other people, people that I trusted, people I had opened my home to, those were the same people that were out to destroy my family.

The biggest problem, was the fact that I didn’t have all the information that I knew that I needed. There was only so much a four years old could retain and understand.

I had no idea where Freya could be and all the search parties I had sent out in the last hour had come back with no news of her whereabouts. The entire pack and beyond had been turned upside down but there was no yield yet.

This plan had been in the works for the longest time now, my biggest mistake was thinking that I only had to be cautious of my enemies, I didn’t know that my life literally was crawling with these enemies disguised as friends.

The door was pushed open slowly and I raised my head up expecting to see Smith with some good news. My Beta had insisted that I stayed back at my home and organize other things while he took charge of the search parties

We had been able to curb the attack on the pack easily but it didn’t mean that there was no back lash from it. Many of our members were injured, homes were lost and I had to be present to sort it all out. Even when it was the last thing I wanted to do, all I wanted at the moment was to tear down the entire world in search of Freya.

“Daddy?” Jessy’s voice came through as she entered fully into the room.

“Hey sweetie, how are you?” I said, forcing a smile onto my lips for the sake of my daughter.

“I want mommy.” She said burying her face into my chest and when she began sobbing, something in me snapped into two, but I tried to keep it together at least for her sake.

“I’m going to bring her home baby, that’s a promise.” I whispered to her, while I dropped small kisses on her forehead in an attempt to comfort her.

She cried for a long time but eventually it reduced to sniffles and soon she was fast asleep. I rocked her for a while but eventually I moved from my position towards her room.

Once I laid her on the bed, I just sat beside her bed and watched as she slept, it was inexplainable the joy that she and her mother had brought into my life since they came into it. I couldn’t bear to lose any one of them.

I dropped one more kiss on her head and exited her room, startling a little when I met Smith right in front of her door.

“Why the hell are you standing here?” I whispered harshly to him, moving from my position by the door and back to my office. I could hear Smith following behind me and for his sake I hoped he had some good news.

Well, whether he did or not my mind was pretty made up and I was ready to take matters into my hands at this point.

I didn’t bother sitting down at all, I just settled at the edge of the table and looked to Smith expectantly.

“Sorry, I followed your scent to her room, I didn’t want to wait to deliver this.”

“And?” I asked with a hope in my voice.

“Well, the last of the search parties just came in now and they’ve been unable to find anything.” Smith delivered and whatever was left of my heart shattered completely.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I buried my face in my hands and let out a big breath. Where the hell could she be if not within the pack?

“That’s not good news Smith. That’s not what I want to hear at all and you know it. Fuck this damn search parties, you could stay back and run the pack while I go out and find her myself.” I said, moving in the direction of the door.

“There’s someone who might be able to help though.” Smith said and my head snapped up so fast I feared it was going to disconnect from my neck.

“Who is it?” I asked but instead of answering, Smith opened the door and sticking his head out he beckoned for someone.

I moved towards my seat and settled within it, waiting with bated breath for whoever was on the other side.

Finally the door opened to reveal the lady person I thought I would see. Well in this way.

“Emilia? What the hell Smith?” I growled, lunging from my seat in the direction of the former maid but Smith was soon in my way, holding me back.

“You need to calm down Greyson. She didn’t do it. She’s the only one who can help right now. If you kill her, you might never see Freya again.”

His last words struck a chord within me and slowly I calmed, I looked at Emilia once more and the fear in her eyes satisfied me. I didn’t know whatever her story was but the last time I had been in contact with her, she was known as being responsible of poisoning Jessy. So I didn’t feel guilty for scaring the girl.

“I k-know th-that you’re thinking of the incident with Jessy and the poison, b-but I swear it’s not me. You never gave me the chance to explain the last time and I’m hoping you can listen to me this time.” She began and I furrowed my brows in confusion, but nodded for her to go on.

“Matthew is not dead.”

The moment Emilia said these words I could swear that my heart stopped beating.

“That’s not possible, I killed him myself.”

“No, you killed his twin. Micheal. Matthew has been laying low for a long time now waiting for the best time to strike and it seems he has been giving the opportunity. I know you believe that I was the one who poisoned Jessy because of the situation but it was Zoe who really did it. And she had help.”

Emilia paused and she wriggled her fingers, bowing her head as though in shame. I looked to Smith with the confused frown on my face reflecting in his.

“Who was it?” Smith finally asked

“Roman.” Emilia said, swallowing as if it hurt her to call his name.

Simon’s father. A man whom I once again trusted and had him replace Matthew as Gamma. His son had already told us the story of how his anger towards myself and Freya had pushed him into doing some things. But the details in that story wasn’t very clear.

“You were with Roman at the Solace Emilia, I saw you. So could this mean you knew about his plan all along and you only kept quiet?” Smith questioned.

“No, no, I swear I didn’t. I thought I was in love with Roman and that he loved me too. After the officials meeting that was held here many months ago where we met, we just sort of had a connection, or so I thought. And we started a relationship that I fought so hard to keep private because I was scared of the consequences. I was after all a maid here.” Emilia paused, she had a far away look in her eyes.

As if she was reliving the story from the very beginning again.

“But I was wrong of course. He just needed a puppet. A way to get things done within the home. I would admit that I might have helped with searching for the herbs that poisoned Jessy but he told me that he needed it for his son and that it was very rare, and I believed him and toiled almost every night in search of it.”

It was too much all at once, Matthew was alive and he was working with Roman and he also had help from my head maid. I couldn’t pick which of them surprised and devastated me the most.

“Emilia, do you know where Matthew is keeping Freya?” I asked.

“I have an idea but I can’t be sure.”

“Let’s hear it.” I urged

“Roman made mention several times of a place called the Red Point.”

The room went dead silent at her revelation and Smith and I exchanged a look.

Of course, trust them to take her to the one place in the world where witchcraft was practiced to the maximum.