Shattered Omega: Part Three: A Dark Why Choose Omegaverse by Marie Mackay

Author:Marie Mackay [Mackay, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Marie Mackay
Published: 2024-04-20T00:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-THREE

RANSOM

The whir of the drill made me anxious as Umbra secured my bookshelf to the wall.

Those screws meant this was real. Shatter was over at Roxy’s for movies, but she’d be back before long, since it was Sunday evening and we had to be up early for school tomorrow.

Umbra was surprisingly efficient with the power tools I’d borrowed from the workshop, and right now I was holding the bookshelf in place while he worked.

I peered at him and got an eye roll as he felt me prodding through the bond again. I wasn’t sure what had happened between Umbra and Shatter after we’d left yesterday. It had been a rather unnerving hurricane of hormones when we’d come into Umbra’s room. When she told us to leave, it was like she had us all by the throat and she owned the dark bond.

Rather impressive.

It wasn’t long until I’d felt them both through our connection, Umbra somehow sheepishly relieved.

“You, uh… alright?” I asked him as we both stepped back to take a look at it.

We hadn’t spoken much, despite working on the shelves. He’d seen me hauling in the bookshelf through the front door and wordlessly hummed to himself while he helped me bring it in.

Umbra side-eyed me and grunted.

Man of few words today.

He tilted his head, staring at the shelves. Now that they were fixed on the wall, I was less worried. We could fix them a little more, to be safe. One of the shelves had fallen off during the journey from the workshop to the apartment.

I handed Umbra another screw.

Finally, after a few more, Umbra set the drill down, took a step back, and regarded the bookshelf from a distance. Then he nodded to himself, and clapped me on the shoulder. Hesitantly, I reached out to push lightly against the side of the shelf.

No movement.

Not even a shiver of a wobble.

It was sturdy.

My racing pulse slowed, and I gave it one more shove. It didn’t move.

Thank fuck.

If she wanted to move it, we could. It just might take a while. But I’d move it wherever she wanted.

“Thanks for helping,” I muttered. “Now to pray she likes it.” I swallowed. It might be safely fixed to the wall, but that didn’t make it quite as pretty as I had envisioned.

I’d wanted perfect hexagons, not wonky shelf after wonky shelf. I don’t really know how I’d managed it, actually.

Fuck.

I wrung my fingers. She’d be back soon…

Dusk had been right about the varnish. The deep mahogany matched the room, and I had found that tray stashed under her bed. Along with a dark wood jewellery box that was empty, but smelled suspiciously like orange and fir tree, and lastly, three acorns.

Shit.

You know. This was a mistake.

Was there time to take it down?

I stepped forward, only for Umbra to catch me by the collar and drag me back.

“I think…” I stared at it.

The more I looked at my creation, the more I convinced myself…

Lopsided.

And the varnish job was patchy. I don’t even know how.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.