The Stained Omega by Elle T Jefferson

The proof is in the smell.
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Everything is sore, Patrick had me doing high kicks into his padded. hands today. He would hold his hands up with these foamed oval disk things on his hands. Kicking him so high up worked parts of my b*dy I didn’t even realise I had, the backs of my legs, my hips and my ankles. all hurt. About halfway through I got this stabbing pain in my chest, like heartburn but so much worse, it hurt so much I actually slammed. myself into the ground and started to cry. It lasted for a few minutes and then it just stopped, but by the time it was over I was in the foetal position on the floor and Winter was howling in my head. Patrick insisted I come home, have a hot bath and then get some sleep. He said I am overworking myself, he’s not wrong. I’ve thrown myself into Thomas and training. At least when I’m busy I’m not thinking about Fraction and what is going on with him at the moment.
Walking into the bedroom I’m disappointed to hear the shower running, there is only one person who would be using that shower. Once upon a time I would have loved to have come home to find Fraction wet and n*ked in the shower. Now I just want to be alone, try to work out some of the thoughts running around my head.
I notice the bathroom door is closed so at least I don’t have to look at his b*dy just to be denied. By the door I notice a pile of clothes that he must have taken off before going into the bathroom. I almost walk straight past them but even mad at him I can’t leave his clothes just laid on the floor. In all the years we have been together the man still hasn’t learnt what a hamper is for. Leaning down to pick up the clothes I instantly recoil at the smell coming from them, Fraction’s scent is mixed with arousal and something that smells like another female. Forcing myself to pick up the t-shirt I bring it up to my nose, I can
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smell her rancid rose perfume all over it. Picking up his jeans I can smell both of their arousal around the cr otch area. I drop the clothes and walk backwards to sit on the bed. I stare at the pile of clothes like it’s going to jump up and speak to me.
I don’t register the door opening until the heat from the shower hits my face. I look up to see Fraction standing in the doorway in nothing but a towel, his chiselled chest glistening with water and looking as mouth watering as ever.
“Who is she?” I ask without looking back down at the pile of clothes.
“What?” He asks, walking into the room. He’s actually going to deny what my nose is telling me.
“Your clothes stink of you and another female. Who is she?” I demand.
“One of the day care mums hugged me.” His excuse sounds lame to me and I watch as he flinches, I know he’s lying and he knows I know.

“What did I do to deserve this?” I wonder out loud.
“Anna, you’re overreacting. It’s nothing.” He says while pulling some jeans on.
“Am I? The smells on those clothes aren’t just some hug. It smells like you’ve been rubbing yourself against some wh ore.” I scream at him, he turns and just stares at me with wide eyes in nothing but a pair of jeans. “If it’s nothing…then why come home and instantly shower? Need to wash away the shame or are you just hiding things from me?”
“Anna…” he says walking towards me.
“Get out!” I scream. I’m so filled with rage right now that I can’t even think straight.
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“I’m not leaving you like this, little wolf.” My rage reaches boiling point as he uses the pet name he gave me so long ago.
“Not leaving me?” I laugh hysterically, “you have left me alone for weeks now. We barely speak anymore, you don’t look at me. You don’t even sleep in our bed anymore!”
“That’s what this is about? You’re not getting the attention you want so you’re picking a fight?” He says walking over to me, he tries to take my hands in his but i throw my hands up in the air and move away from him.
“You can’t just decide you want to fix this. You have ignored me and today you smell like S** with another woman.” I s ob out loud, “you have broken us and for what? A cheap f u ck in a field?”
“I didn’t sleep with anyone.” He tells me, I notice he doesn’t deny breaking what we have.
“Maybe not but you did something with someone who wasn’t me. I need you to leave.” He tries to walk towards me again, “please. I just need some time alone.
He grabs a shirt and leaves the room without so much as a backward. glance, I know what it’s asked for but it doesn’t hurt any less. The second the door closes I use the wall to aid my fall to the floor where I just sit and so b. I cry for a long time and each time I take a breath it’s like the pain starts all over again. It takes me a while to realise it’s because I’m breathing in their mixed scents. I don’t understand why he would do this to me, mates are meant to cherish each other and he is hurting me beyond belief. Everything I have ever heard about mates, this kind of behaviour should not be possible, he shouldn’t be able to hurt me like this.
‘Maybe he’s not who we thought?’ Winter whimpers in my mind, she’s
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feeling this pain as much as I am.
“There’s no denying he’s our mate, Winter. ‘ I tell her.
‘Nothing says we have to stay if he mistreats us.’ She reasons.
‘So what? I pack up his son and leave? Where would we even go? I don’t even know anyone else. It’s a dam ned miracle I ended up here after what happened at my fathers pack.’ I can feel Winter grow distant as I remind her that this Pack and Fraction is all we know. I have never realised how isolated I have let myself become. Until recently this is all I have needed so I didn’t realise how trapped I have actually become.
I am drawn out of my thoughts when a knock comes at the door, I ignore it thinking that it might be Fraction. When the door opens I’m almost ready to start yelling again when I see Eliza slowly walk in and close the door behind her.
“James said you were up here.” She says quietly, she walks over to me and sits down on the floor next to me. “What’s going on?”