The Stained Omega by Elle T Jefferson

Chapter 112

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(James)
Six days. It’s been six days since Leon strolled into the Pack house and Patrick threw him into a cell and locked the door. I was so mad at him handing himself in that I took the bed so he couldn’t have any comfort. It wasn’t rational but I can’t say I have been feeling particularly rational at the moment. Tonight Fraction is addressing the Pack and introducing Anna as the Luna, for the second time. She kills a Luna and she gets no repercussions, none at all. It’s not that I feel sorry for Faye because I don’t, it’s more the fairness of it all. Sure Leon lied to us but he did it out of self preservation, I can understand that to a certain degree.
I’m taking all of my anger out on Anna instead of Leon. I want to go down there and punch him in the face but I know that once I start I won’t be able to stop. So I’m sticking with the passive aggressive anger, it seems to be working for me, apart from the strange looks I get from the people around Anna when I snap at her. I’m meant to be helping set up for the gathering but I’m sitting at the picnic table at the back of the garden picking at the peeling paint.
“Still being a grumpy Gus?” Momma Beth sits next to me as I grunt at her, “now I remember teaching you to speak with your words so don’t grunt at me young man.” It’s odd how this old lady can suddenly make me feel like a teenager again.
“Sorry Momma,” I grumble under my breath as I dip my head.
“You’re not going to help them?” She asks while nodding over at the two warriors trying to figure out how the BBQ grill goes together.
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“Nope.” I pop the ‘p’ as I give my simple answer.
“You know being mad at Anna is pointless right? It won’t take back the time Leon lied to you, it also won’t change the outcome of those lies.” I sigh and look at Momma Beth, the woman always did have a knack for seeing more than she should.
“I’m not mad at Anna.” I lie to her quickly.

“Sure and the sky is brilliant purple and pigs fly past on a daily basis. Don’t lie to me,” I look away from her and dip my head again, ashamed she caught me in the lie. “It’s ok to love him but it’s not ok to take that anger on those around you. Especially when you don’t know what’s going on behind closed doors.” that peaks my interest.
“What’s happening that I don’t know about?” I ask her quietly as a warrior comes closer to us to collect some chairs,
“Plenty and the old you would already know about them and be working to fix them. Depressed James is not a very good Beta.” Momma Beth gets up from the picnic table and walks over to the two warriors trying to put the table up and starts shouting at them about Momma’s bringing up idiots who can’t put together a simple pop and lock table.
Getting up from the table I head into the house, I don’t bother to help anyone as I walk past all the people getting the garden ready for the Luna ceremony.
“Grumpy basta rd,” I hear mumbled, I look around but I don’t see anyone looking directly at me. Shaking my head I keep walking, I figure I will go and find Fraction, maybe he can shed some light on what’s happening around here that I don’t know about. Just as I’m about to leave the kitchen I hear Anna whispering to someone, her voice is high pitched and she sounds on the verge of tears. Walking a little further into the house I see her alone in the lounge with the door only
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partly open.
“You need to calm down.” she says to someone I can’t see. “Seriously, this is getting stu pid. How am I meant to run with the Pack tonight if I can’t trust you to behave when you’re inside of me.” Curious I push the door open and see Anna is alone, she’s nestled into the corner of the room with her legs drawn right up to her chest. “Please, stop.” She grabs her hair on either side of her head and starts slowly rocking back and forth, stepping into the room I close the door. The sound of the door closing must have startled her because Anna is suddenly staring at me with fierce yellow eves.
“You should leave James,” Anna’s voice has a bite to it that it normally doesn’t.
“What’s going on kid?” I kneel down in front of her as I watch the battle between woman and wolf. “What’s wrong with Winter?”
“Like you don’t already know,” she spits at me.
“I don’t actually, why don’t you fill me in?” I sit on the floor. I cross my legs and try to find my inner peace so I can pulse my Beta Aura over her. It won’t be as strong as Fraction’s but it should help her find some peace. It must work because Anna lets out a small sigh of relief and her entire b*dy relaxes against the wall, her eyes slowly shift from a fierce yellow to a vibrant blue, although they look sadder than normal.
“Me and Winter are disconnected, at least that’s what Fraction and Elder Thomas tell me. It feels more like she’s clawing at the inside of my head to get out.” I nod my head as if I understand but I don’t really.
“When did it start?” Anna shrugs her shoulders.
“I haven’t felt like me since the day in the clearing. I’ve been making choices I never would normally make.” Winter is controlling the woman rather than the other way around, I run my hand through my
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“Like killing Faye?” Anna nods her head, “well that makes more sense.”
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