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.

me into his chest. Now that I am close I can see some kind of oily substance on him,

I ask him while sniffing my finger.

he k*sses the top of my head, “you best get ready the kids are dying to

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

when I open the door I burst out laughing. I laugh so hard I

“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 bright orange furry full b*dy

stamps her fur covered foot and I just

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to let me live this down.” I try to stop laughing but each time I look at her it starts up again. The damn thing is so bright it pretty much glows

put her hands on her hips but

let me know when you’re done laughing at

breath I try to look at her without laughing, I manage but

this?” I wave my

me I figured it would be a S**y kitty not this polyester monstrosity. What’s your costume?” I walk

witch, nothing bad.” Eliza narrows her eyes at me.

I’m actually going to murder you,” I put a hand over my heart feigning

looks could turn a person to stone

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

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 little on the full cup side but Fraction never complains.

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I thought, I manage to get the garter belt, stockings and skirt on but I

plead with

anything although I can see the annoyance all over her face. Patrick really messed up