Omega In The Office - Aria Grace Page 0,44
kids with Leon?”
“Yeah, I just came from the office. I’m not really sure he knows what he’s getting into.” I chuckle. Leon’s a great omega, but he’s rarely alone with the twins. Candor and I are always there to help him manage. Because of his job as the property manager, the babies usually are left with Candor or me.
“I’ll rescue him.” Candor grins. “Eventually.”
We share a lighthearted laugh. I can’t tell him about the conversation Leon and I just had. I can’t share my doubts and concerns. Not while we’re out in public like this. I can’t even give him a quick kiss goodbye. The ache in my heart is almost unbearable. The thought of having to endure this for the rest of our lives shakes my resolve.
Candor catches my hand in his and gives it a brief, but warm squeeze. “Whatever’s the matter, we’re in it together.”
His voice is barely above a whisper, but his words bolster my strength. I nod and force a smile.
“I need to get going,” I say as I begin backing toward the parking lot. “Just...maybe talk to Leon. He mentioned something that he wants to talk about tonight. You might wanna ask him about it.”
Candor shoots me a confused look, but I just shrug as if I have no clue what it’s really about. It’s all theater. A show for the convenience of the people around us. A facade that’s already getting old.
As I sink into the driver’s seat of the car, a singular thought fills my head. What if I could just stop pretending? What if I could give my mates a kiss goodbye without worrying about it? I already missed the birth of my children, waiting in the wings like a good uncle. What other parts of their lives will I miss if we keep following this path?
Epilogue
Candor
It’s impossible to not be nervous. When you spend weeks and months preparing for this singular moment, the anxiety just comes naturally.
The darkened room is full of the hushed murmurs of expectant parents. I glance to my right where Lucius and Leon are sitting in those awful metal folding chairs. I clutch Lucius’s hand in one of mine, and I can just make out Leon doing the same on the other side.
We’ve all got the same jitters.
The room falls silent as the heavy curtains part and reveal the stage that we’ve all gathered in front of. My heart pounds in anticipation as a little girl, probably about eight years old, marches out in front of the audience and delivers a heartfelt introduction.
A play. Organized by the entire school. Featuring students of all ages. From fifth grade all the way down to kindergarten.
I chew my lip as the story unfolds before us. Children dressed as various fruits, vegetables, plants and animals, perform their roles with varying degrees of success. The tale is mostly incomprehensible, but the bright eyes and cheerful smiles make it all worth it.
I’m forced to release Lucius’s hand so I can record the whole thing with my phone. There’s no way I’m not going to immortalize this for the rest of eternity.
When Theo and Thor step onto the stage, chaos erupts. At five years old, they’re among the youngest children in the play. They’re dressed as rain clouds and, from what I can tell, they’re supposed to just shuffle across the stage making rain sounds.
Nothing is ever that simple with those two.
Our little rain clouds enter the scene with the fury of gale force winds, roaring at the top of their lungs. The older children try to hush them, but they will not be corralled. They run across the stage, howling like banshees as the narrator tries to continue her tale.
I’m doing my best not to burst into laughter. Lucius, however, is showing no such restraint. He’s almost doubled over.
“Don’t encourage them,” Leon says, giving him a little nudge. “They’re misbehaving.”
“I told everyone that this was a bad idea,” Lucius whispers, wiping a tear from his eyes as a teacher tries to restore order to the play. “The moment they were assigned a role together there was only one way this was going to end.”
Lucius is right, of course. Theo and Thor have a way of riling each other up. They’re both alphas so it’s not entirely unexpected. But even for alphas they’re a bit much sometimes. They’ve got an endless supply of energy and they simply do not know the meaning of the word ‘calm.’
If they’d been given different roles in the