Omega's Deception_MF Omegaverse SciFi Romance by Lillian Sable

Omega's Deception_MF Omegaverse SciFi Romance by Lillian Sable

Author:Lillian Sable [Sable, Lillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-20T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eight

“This is madness.”

Ianthe hushed her sister, even as the shouted words rang off the walls of their small apartment. “Are you trying to wake up the entire neighborhood?”

Circe was pacing back and forth in a small circle. She had already completed enough rotations to wear a track in the already bare carpet. “I can’t believe that you’re doing this again.”

“It’s two thousand credits, Circe. Do you have any idea what we could do with that kind of money?”

She looked pointedly at Eaon’s empty sleeping pallet. Even though it was already early evening, he hadn’t returned home. She didn’t want to think about what he might be out doing. There were too many temptations on the streets of the slums for a poor boy. It was just another reason that she had to earn enough credits to get all of them out.

Circe scoffed. “Exactly. You pay for fancy breathing treatments and now Eaon has run off with those degenerate friends of his. Well done, Ianthe.”

Ianthe turned back to her sister, incredulous. “If he feels well enough to run the streets with his friends, at least that means his health is finally improving. You’d rather he be back here, hunched over and barely able to breathe?”

“I would rather you didn’t put us all in danger by risking this again. What if this Alpha discovers that you’re an Omega?”

The threat of discovery was ever-present in her life, rearing its head every time that she stepped foot outside the door. And of course, going back to Eros House was a huge risk, but it also came with a huge reward.

And if she was being completely honest with herself, it wasn’t just about the credits.

“You don’t have to worry, the alterants worked.” Ianthe imbedded more assurance into her voice than she actually felt. “We can afford the extra doses. They gave me the credits up front.”

Circe threw her hands up into the air. “How is getting paid for sex okay with you?”

“It wasn’t sex, not in the way you’re thinking of it.” Ianthe hated this feeling of being on the defensive. And it was difficult to fight off the rising tide of anger and shame. “And don’t act like I’ve had some great choice in this. I’m the one who has to worry about how to pay for Eaon’s medicine and put food on the table. I don’t see you desperate to take my place!”

She regretted the words almost as soon as they passed her lips, but it was too late.

Circe ripped at the scarf that she carefully wrapped around her head every morning, tearing away the layers of gauzy fabric. The harsh light of the room cast her scars in stark relief, making them seem deeper and sharper than they really were.

“They wouldn’t have me even if I were willing to whore myself out to some Alpha,” she said, voice a harsh whisper. “Or had you forgotten that I’m defective?”

A large scar ran down the side of her face, pulling down the corner of one eye and tipping up the edge of her mouth so it always looked like she was snarling.



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