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.

Fraction tells me as he walks into the room and pulls me into his chest. Now that I am close I can

ask him while sniffing my

tells me as he k*sses the top of my head, “you best

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

laugh so hard I have to grab hold of the doorframe to

“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

Eliza stamps her fur covered foot and

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each time I look at her it starts up again. The damn thing is so bright it pretty much glows in the dark.

we won’t lose you in the forest.” Eliza tries to put her hands on her hips but her costume is so puffy she

you’re

I try to look at her without laughing, I manage

my hand up and down gesturing

monstrosity. What’s your costume?” I walk over to the cupboard but part of me doesn’t want to take it

narrows her eyes at me.

out a S**y witch costume I’m actually going to murder you,” I put a hand over

stares at me, I swear if looks could turn a person to

me.” Pulling my shirt over my head I drop it on the floor

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, sure it’s a

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dressed. The damn costume is more elaborate than I thought, I manage to get the garter belt, stockings and skirt on but I start to struggle when

I plead with

and unzip me so I 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. Once Eliza’s hands are