Page 9 of Omega Ruined

"No, no, nothing like that. You'll just service alphas during your heats, but also outside of them. Think of it like a job."

Lorne and Melvin exchanged looks. "So, she can't get another pack?"

The beta sighed. "If you had any idea how many omegas are dropped off at our centers across the country… well, it's impossible to place them all. Ones with big flaws like infertility, we don't even bother. The heat dens are always in need of more omega pussy."

I wanted to vomit. My worst nightmare was about to come true.

"Charlie, Melvin, Lorne, you can't do this to me!" I begged them. "Take me home with you. I'll cook and clean. I'll look after the baby."

"Enough," Charlie said firmly. He stepped forward and signed the paper, then handed the clipboard to Lorne.

Lorne looked at me and sighed. "Can you at least attempt to find her a home?"

"Oh, the heat dens are quite nice," the man assured him. "She'll have her own room, private shower, and nutritious food."

No. No. No.

"Lorne!" I dropped to my knees and clung to him. "Please, don't do this. I can't do it, I won't survive."

"Charlie," he started and Charlie's jaw pulsed with anger.

"Get up and shut up!" he barked so strongly that I was forced immediately to my feet, my jaw snapping shut.

Tears ran down my cheeks as Lorne and then Melvin signed the paper. It was done. I was no longer theirs.

"What happens with the bonds?" Lorne asked.

"Those never completely fade," the beta said. "But over time, you'll learn to keep them shut down, especially if you have a new bonded omega."

So I had to let alphas use my body day in and day out and still feel their joy through the bond? I decided right then and there that I would leave it wide open so they could feel every bit of pain I felt. It would serve them right.

Turning away from the alphas who had thrown me away, I faced the beta, lifting my chin. "What now?"

He gave me a bored look. "Now you'll be in our accelerated plan. No need for classes on cooking, cleaning, or child care."

Guess not. I was useless without a fertile womb, it seemed.

The beta led me out of the office. I felt the men lingering to watch me go before Charlie snapped at them that they needed to get back to Charlotte.

The beta took me to a dorm room where at least ten bunk beds lined the walls, each with a blanket neatly pulled up. The beta handed me a stack that included sheets, a blanket, and two changes of clothing. "This will be where you sleep while here. Get into your new uniform and I'll take your clothes."

When he didn't move, I raised an eyebrow. "Now? In front of you?"

"I've seen it all before," he said with a sneaky smile. "And you'll be naked for the rest of your life in the heat dens."

Fine. I could do this. I walked to the nearest bunk with no blanket on it and set my things down before stripping out of my clothes and throwing them at the beta, who narrowed his eyes at me. Then I pulled on the scratchy blue uniform that reminded me of a prison uniform.

"Happy?"

"Stay here, make your bed," he ordered. "You can go to the cafeteria for dinner. I'll have someone bring your schedule later."

He was gone and I was left alone in the room, my chest caving in. There had to be a way out of this place. I couldn't spend the rest of my life in the heat dens. That's when it hit me that I'd never heard of an old omega.

Chapter six

Fast Track

Iate with the other omegas that night, sitting at long tables in the cafeteria. No one talked, focusing on the simple, bland food on their tray. There was a small piece of chicken, a couple of pieces of lettuce that had seen better days, and a scoop of watery mashed potatoes. It tasted as bad as it looked, but I choked it down anyway, all too aware of the beta guards with taser sticks walking around.