Against his will: The omega he never chose

October,1998

‘Come home soon, Travis’

‘Wait for me, babe.’

Her husband used to say that every time he left for work. And each time, his lips would hum those words as he leaned forward to kiss her.

Alyssa did, always did, and still did wait for her Alpha, even though Travis no longer asked her to do so. 

She waited with lavender perfume rubbed into her wrists, and tired jade eyes. She would wait.

Alyssa whirled away in the kitchen, the hem of her peach satin robe flowing behind her like waves. Her skin was disturbingly turning pale these days, maybe tiredness is striking her more these days. Her heart was tired and sad.

Alyssa glanced at the clock...half-past eleven. Travis is late again. She heaved a strained sigh.

Zoey watched her mama heating the kettle of chamomile tea swirling around in the kitchen humming a tune.

It was her Daddy's favorite, Zoey knew that. Her Mama always made her daddy’s favorites because she loved Dadda very much.

Though she knew her Dadda didn't love her mama that much.

 He doesn't kiss Mama like Nyra’s dada would kiss her Mama. Dadda was always angry and shouted at her for no reason and sometimes Mama would yell back too. It made Zoey very scared.

"Zoey, why don't you go to bed? I'll tuck you in a minute, baby." Alyssa’s eyes were busy on the boiling pot of milk.

"Wait to Dadda, I want," Zoey’s eyes crinkled at her mama, tugging at the hem of her shirt. "for wait together,"

"It's not wait to Dadda I want, it's I want to wait for Dadda together," Alyssa had a rule of not answering Zoey until she spoke correctly. So she pouted at Zoey after eyeing her, and Zoey knew she had said it wrong again.

Half the time, Alyssa used this rule to avoid questions from Zoey like ‘why Dadda didn't come for dinner?’ or ‘Why Dadda didn't come to my school?’ or some things like ‘Why didn't Dadda do this or that?" And the worst one was, 'Why are you crying, mama?'"’

It gave her a headache.

"I want to wait for Dadda together," she repeated, giggling, trying to lighten her Mother’s mood. "No, he has a lot of work, so he's going to be late again."

In reality, Alyssa didn't even know if Travis was going to return, let alone be late. 

She didn't even know why she was explaining all this to her daughter. "You know how hard Daddy works for us, right?”

"Please Mama, I eat dinner with Dadda.”

"Zoey," she sighs.

Moments like these broke her heart. "If you to go to sleep, I'll make you-"

"NO! " She thrashed her fists in the air, eyes red.

Alyssa noted how similar to her father she looked when she was angry.

 Their hazel eyes glowed golden like embers, while their cheeks would tint into the brightest shade of pink.

So much for a little alpha.

"Zoey, eat with Dadda!