Page 37 of Omega's Tempting Fate

Tears of frustration started to gather at the corners of my eyes. Even now he was trying to be everything I would want in a mate. “It’s not you, ok? It’s me. It’s always been me.”

“But why?” he pleaded. “Just tell me!”

I slammed the side of my fist against a partition wall. “I can’t! It just has to be this way!” I hit the wall again for emphasis.

The sound of something scraping. I looked up to see a potted plant tip off the edge of the wall right above me.

“Cody!” Wes screamed as he barrelled into me.

I landed on the floor with a thump, Wes’s body pressing onto me. Then a crash and the breaking of a pot.

“Thank you…” I said, then noticed how still Wes was.

“Wes?” I asked.

I looked down at where he was draped over me, and saw that his eyes were closed, a trickle of blood from his hairline.

“Wes?” I asked, terrified when he didn’t move.

It was all for nothing. I’d tried so hard, and he was still taken from me. I’d never known his touch, or the feel of his lips against mine.

I’d squandered the few days we’d had pushing him away rather than embracing every moment we had together.

I’d been a fool.

“Please… please no,” I sobbed. “Not like this.”

He was so still.

“Wes!” I screamed.