Chapter 7
"Calm down, there’s no evidence for any of this. An extreme omega? That’s a creature you might see once in a lifetime."
Grayson was lucky enough to know two extreme omegas. One was Koi, the omega who gave birth to him, and the other was Angel, who had given birth to his friend Keith Pittman. But he only knew of them as "exists"—people whose lives had no direct connection to his.
But now, suddenly? Does this make sense?
His doubts kept rising, but his emotions betrayed his logic. His heart was pounding so fiercely it couldn’t be a lie. All his life, he had suppressed his instincts with logic. The only exception had been when he felt that “feeling” that he had found his destined partner.
He had fallen into the same delusion every time, regretting it, and now, just like before, he was shaken. Perhaps the person he had been searching for all this time was that one.
‘Fire.’
In his unreasonable belief, the fortune teller’s words resurfaced. What he had scoffed at now felt like the only light that could illuminate his path. It wasn’t just a guess anymore—it was a certainty. That man was the real one. The way to confirm it was simple: meet him again.
How?
Grayson hesitated for a moment, but then moved his feet and started pacing again.
Should I set the house on fire? What if I set fire to this hospital? How would I find him among the firefighters? What if he’s off-duty?
Unfortunately, his blurry memories gave him no clues. He tried to recall the person he had briefly looked at in the last moment. But since the man had been wearing a helmet and approached from behind, he didn’t know what he looked like. He thought he might have heard his voice, but he couldn’t remember what was said, nor the tone of the voice now. Whether the person was male or female? He wasn’t sure. But it was probably a woman, since he’d said she had a big chest.
But there were no other clues. The voice had been almost a whisper, so even if he heard it again, he wouldn’t recognize it.