The Stained Omega by Elle T Jefferson

Halloween.

(Anna)

Halloween has to be the worst time of year, for a solid week Thomas and Aurora have been all hopped up on candy. Just when I think I’ve got a handle on it Fraction is handing out more sugary goodness, I can tell you this; the world does not need a six year and a four year old on a sugar high.

“Hold still,” I should a wriggling Thomas as I try to get the pumpkin stalk to balance on his head.

“I don’t want to be a pumpkin, Andre is going as a Gun Slinger!” Nomad’s new favourite thing is to compare everything I do to his best friend Andre’s.

“And if Ander’s jumped off a bridge, would you?” To my horror he actually stops and thinks, “the answer is no Thomas.” I hear a chuckle from behind me and see Fraction leaning against the door frame to Thomas’s room.

“And what are you meant to be?” Fraction is wearing a pair of Levi’s that are riding so low on his hips I know he’s not wearing anything underneath and nothing else. His chiseled chest and broad shoulders. are on display for anyone and everyone to see.

“I’m an Alpha.” Fraction declares spreading his arms wide.

“Why can’t I be an Alpha! I want to be an Alpha!” Thomas starts squirming again as I try to pull the bottom of the pumpkin below hist little tushy.

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“Thanks for that,” I snap at Fraction, it only annoys me more as he smirks at me.

“Little man, hold still for you momma.” Thankfully the father tone seems to do the trick and Thomas is finally dressed and ready for the cuting.

“Ok, be free.” I give him a little push and he scatters the second I do, ast he runs past Fraction I don’t miss the candy bar he gets handed..

“All his teeth are going to rot away,” I tell Fraction once we are alone.

much little momma.” Fraction tells me as he walks into the room and pulls me into his chest. Now that I am close I can see some kind of oily substance on him, poking him with a finger I can feel a

baby oil?” I ask him while

of my head, “you best get ready the

your everyday jeans.” Fraction just laughs as he strolls out of the room

grumble all the way to our bedroom, when I open the door I burst out laughing. I laugh so hard I have to grab hold of

gasp for breath as I look at Eliza again, “what the hell are you wearing?” I actually snort as I take in her full b*dy cat costume. We aren’t talking S**y little kitten, this is a full on

stamps her

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down.” I try to stop laughing but each time I look at her it starts up again. The

on her hips but her costume is so puffy she can’t actually make the move, my

you’re done laughing at

laughing, I

exactly did you pick this?” I wave my hand up

me I figured it would be a S**y kitty not this polyester monstrosity. What’s your costume?” I walk over to the cupboard but part of me doesn’t want to take it out, I know it’s going to make her

narrows her eyes at

you pull out a S**y witch costume I’m actually going to murder

Eliza just stares at me, I swear if looks

me.” Pulling my shirt over my head I drop it on the floor and go to open the

and look at Eliza with a raised eyebrow. “Remind me to take you shopping, mom bras are not S**y.” I look down at my plain white bra,

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damn costume is more elaborate than I thought, I manage to

me?” I plead

can use my hands,” stepping from around the door I watch Eliza look me up and down. She doesn’t say anything although I can see the annoyance all over her face. Patrick really messed up this one, “turn around.” I tell her as I drop the corset on the bed.