An Omega For Sale by Kess

hapter 230
Chapter 230
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“Who are you talking to? It’s that Jess? Of course, it is. She’s the only one you would call at six in the morning. She’s the only
one you would call in fact.” I heard Kevin’s grumpy voice and I laughed.
“Hi Kevin!” I called.
“She said hi. I’ll put the phone on speaker.” Kyla offered.
“Jessy, go back to bed. Are you in a different world or something? It’s fucking six on a Saturday morning and mom will soon be
here to scream at me to go clean my rool. The least I could get is a good enough sleep till that happens, not Kyla giggling in my
ears like a girl in love.” Kevin ranted and I stifled a laughter.

“Fine, I’ll leave.” I heard Kyla say and the rest of their conversation was murmured, but soon I heard the door and then Kyla’s
sweet voice came again.
“I’ve never seen a sixteen years old that grumpy before.” He said and I laughed.
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“He’s your twin you should know why he gets that grumpy. I have to go now though. I want to take a run just to see what my
immediate environment looks like and I’ll like to do that before the sun comes out. Ill call you again soon though. I love you.”
“Okay, have a good run and don’t forget the pictures.”
“Lwon’t.”
“Jess.” Kyla called and his tone made me raise my brows in question.
“Hmm?”

“We miss you so much. All of us. I’m not saying this so you feel bad or something, I just want you to know that we miss you, and
we love you. So just be careful out there, and make sure you make leaving worth it. I love you.” He said, ending the call before I
could get another word in.

My stomach churned with worry as I tried to think of what could have made him say those words. Kyla had always been this sort
of person, serious, full of wisdom and saying things like this randomly but sometimes they were usually hidden meanings in them
and I needed to make sure this wasn’t one of those times.
Sighing heavily, I put my hair into a ponytail, changed into my running clothes and made my way out of the house. I needed to
clear my head and a good run always helped with that. I didn’t enjoy doing it back at my pack because no matter how early in the
day it was, there were always people on the streets, the pack was usually always buzzing with life and it made it harder to enjoy
the simple things like this one.
As the morning breeze hit my face, it immediately reminded me that I was in a new environment. The air was fresh, the
atmosphere lighter and the streets were empty. As I made my way slowly down the street, praying I didn’t get lost at any point, I
briefly wondered how Simon had been able to achieve this in just a couple of years. It usually took time and resources, lots of
resources, majority of which was gotten from my dad to start up a new pack and he had accomplished it without going through
the process.
I had so many questions, where was Emilia? Was she also going to act like she didn’t know me when we met again? She had
easily become one of my favorite people while I grew up and I knew that it would hurt just as much if she did the same.
I didn’t realize that I had wandered off the path that I had initially started in and into the woods until I could hear the breaking of
branches beneath my running shoes, I paused for a second trying to trace my way back through where I believed I could have
come through but the longer I went, the more obvious it was that I was lost. It seemed as if I was going deeper and deeper and
fear filled my frame,