Page 91 of Generation Omega: Claimed
I don’t come up with just one thing—I’m wading in a river of them. Every moment since this began, every action and reaction has been part of a test. Did Ethan listen to the direction, providing me with a nest and remaining with me when it almost got him killed? Did Gideon obey the pull when he first met me? Did Kazimir save Ethan? Did Thatcher come and then go? Did Kazimir save his enemy, remaining true to the pack? Did Ory claim Mackenzie’s life, snuffing out the generous, loving man who wouldn’t have stopped him? Did Mackenzie accept this unbelievable sacrifice that was beyond unfair?
What about me? I’ve been tested a dozen ways today. Did I sabotage Thatcher with the pack? Did I advocate for myself at the risk of losing my alphas’ support? Did I trust my alphas? Did I accept Kazimir, regardless of the past? Before that, did I accept my place in the omegaverse with a fight or without a fight? And that first test, my battle to get free, was that the proof the omegaverse was seeking that my life and experience made me strong enough to carry the burden of this legacy?
Before I get mired in the thousand other pop quizzes forced on my pack by the omega legacy, I consider something else, maybe even more relevant. What was your test?
She doesn’t answer immediately, and I wait, wondering whether she’s concealing the answer or doesn’t know it.I thinkthisis my test, at least the one that matters.She’s whispering, her anguish only more potent for her lack of rage.Without a worthy and wise heart, the omega will spoil the pack for the protection of all.
That’s in the new piece of the old prophecy, but what does it mean to you?
I see, at last, what I’ve been unwilling to see… the test of my worth.
Okay, what is it?
I must let him go—no, I must yield my claim to the omega who’s worthy of him, the omega he hasn’t allowed himself to claim. He was never the problem, the reason for all of this—the corruption of this world and everything that followed. I am. My callous heart spoiled the omega legacy to the detriment of all. My harshness, my inability to forgive, destroyed what was meant to root and blossom all those years ago.
You asked why my position and Ory’s are so different in this place and time—it’s this… it’s always been this. He was the right alpha, and I was the wrong omega. All the lives lived and lost between then and now, it’s all on me.
Not to be overly direct, but that’s a bunch of bullshit. You were one woman living in a certain time and place who was given a role you never asked for. This isn’t all on you.
I appreciate the sentiment, but my inflexibility has endured and is only now being confronted. That speaks volumes about who I am and where I belong.
Where do you think you belong?
Tillie, can you make me a promise?
Nice redirect, but answer my question.
After you answer mine.
Stubborn ass—fine. A promise about what?
About him.
Well, that depends what you’re asking.
I want you to promise to love him dearly and be the mate he always deserved—the one I couldn’t be. Can you swear to that?
Yes. I didn’t even need to think about it.
Don’t allow him to resist you because of an oath he made back then. I know what he wants—I feel it, his deep adoration for you, but it’s not just that. You’re his heart’s true home. What you two have and will build… it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever beheld. But I have a warning too.
This isn’t right. We can’t make decisions about Ory’s life without him.Youshould talk to him.
That’s not possible. My warning—you must heed it.
What warning?
Ory is living as a visitor in your life, more my alpha than yours. When that changes, you’re going to meet the first alpha for the first time.Don’t be afraid, just prepared. You’re entirely safe and so are your alphas, as long as they adapt quickly to what his true presence brings to your pack.
I’m not sure how to process that, but I could never fear him.
Remember, your heart possesses all the answers you need.
What’s happening? Are you leaving me, leavingus?
It’s time. I honestly didn’t realize, but I’m a threat to your survival and his—that’s why the legacy’s been suppressing me. You are the omega this world needs, not me. A few more things before I go… beware the fissure that’s expanding in your pack. Never assume there’s time to put things back together later. Cement every bond you can before the trials truly begin.
This is crucial. When the Inquisitor asks if you are the marble, the statue, or the sculptor, don’t rush to answer. Takeit all in, everything you know, and remember that in your heart is the power to transform all, but only if you possess the courage and compassion to understand, accept, and claim responsibility for weaving the tapestry of life. That’s the trial awaiting you, the one that will make you queen—the one that will bring the omegaverse to life.
