The Fat Omega’s Vengeance : Between Two Alphas

Aria's POV 33

Before I could take another step past him, Damian’s hand shot out, grabbing my wrist like an iron bracelet. He pulled me backward and spun me around, pressing my back against the wall. It now seemed like a habit if his

"Let go of me, Damian!" I said, my voice sharp with anger as I tried to push his chest.

He did not move. Instead, he stepped closer until he blocked my way, with his eyes fixed on my face. The smirk he usually wore was completely gone.

"I am not letting you leave like this, Aria," Damian said, his voice low and heavy.

"I told you I am not your pawn!" I snapped, staring right at him. "You asked me to get close to Kael, but the second things get complicated, you call me names. You do not trust me."

Damian let out a slow breath. His grip on my wrist loosened, and his fingers slid down to hold my hand instead. He brought his other hand up, resting his palm against the side of my face.

"I do trust you," Damian said softly. "And I respect you."

"Then why did you say those things to me?" I asked. "Why yell at me like that?"

"Because seeing you in his bed drove me crazy," Damian said, the words coming out fast and rough. "I heard Silver screaming about you being in Kael's bed, and I hated it. I hated thinking he touched you. I hated thinking he had you before I could."

My heart pounded against my ribs.

"Damian..." I said, caught off guard by his words.

"I lost my temper, and I was wrong," he muttered, his face close to mine. "I am sorry. I know you are risking a lot for this plan. I should have stood up for you instead of doubting you."

I looked up at him, my mind spinning.

"Do not talk to me like that again," I said, keeping my voice firm. "If we are doing this, we are partners. Not a master and a servant."

"Partners," Damian agreed, a small smirk returning to his lips. He leaned in, his mouth brushing right next to my ear. "Show my brother how much he needs you. Make him lose his head, Aria. But do not forget who you are really working with."

He stepped back and let go of my jaw. Without another word, he turned and walked down the hall, leaving me alone in the nook with my heart racing.

After I gathered myself, I walked into the Alpha's office. Kael was sitting at his desk, reading through a stack of maps.

When he heard the door close, he looked up immediately. He put his pen down and stood up.

"Aria," Kael said softly, walking around his desk.

"Alpha," I said, bowing my head a little as I walked over to the side table. "Sorry I am late. I was putting away the papers from yesterday."

"Forget the papers for a second," Kael said, stopping a few feet in front of me. "I want to apologize for what happened this morning."

I stopped and looked at him, surprised. "Apologize? To me?"

"Yes," Kael said, running a hand through his hair. "Silver had no right to burst into my room and shout at you like that. You worked hard yesterday helping me clean up months of old mess. You needed rest, and instead, she insulted you in my house. I should have handled her better."

"You do not have to apologize to me, Alpha," I said quietly. "You are the Alpha. You do not owe an apology to a servant. Besides, you stood up for me when you did not have to. You protected me, and I appreciate that."

Kael looked down at me for a long moment before a small, warm smile appeared on his face.

"You are not just a servant anymore, Aria," Kael said. "You are my assistant. I take care of the people who work with me."

He walked back to his desk and picked up a key, holding it out to me.

"Since you are awake and ready, I have a task for you," Kael said.

I stepped forward and took the key from his hand. "What do you need me to do?"

"This key opens the small room in the lower archives," Kael explained, looking at me. "Inside, there is a box with old reports and lists from five weeks ago—around the time the attacks started on the border."

My heart skipped a beat. Five years ago. That was when I was killed in my past life.

"I need you to organize those lists by tomorrow morning," Kael continued. "The council wants to check old border lines, and those papers have the original signatures. I only trust you to look through them without telling the council members."

"I will do it right away," I said, holding the key tight in my hand.

"Thank you, Aria," Kael said with a nod. "Take your time. I know I can count on you."

I gave a small nod and left the office, closing the door behind me.

Standing in the quiet hallway, I looked down at the key. Kael was trusting me, protecting me, and giving me the key to the exact files I needed to find out who killed me. But at the same time, I was still helping Damian plan his fall.

I took a deep breath, turned around, and walked down the stairs toward the archives. I had to find the truth.