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ABO PROLOGUE
Oliver was anxious as he waited for the files to download. Every part of him wanted to run home and tell his loved ones he is alive. Oliver knows he can’t do that. Amanda Waller might kill them all to prove to him that she owns him now. Then there is the whole being a killer thing. How can he hug his sister or mother with the same arms that break mens’ backs? His mind wanders back to Tommy and Laurel. He is not exactly surprised they’re together. Tommy told him not to go, yet he went and with Laurel’s baby sister.
He guesses that the old adage “you can’t go home again” is true.
Oliver hears the elevator door. He is trying to hurry this along. The last thing he needs is to have to kill someone in his family’s business. He grabs the stick and runs to hide. He’s thankful his mother hasn’t moved offices or things around much. He quickly finds a spot.
He smells her before he sees her. Oliver’s sense of smell has only gotten better since he’s been gone. He wonders sometimes if it’s because his Alpha is in control of him and no longer the other way around. He doesn’t play by the rules of society, polite or otherwise. Her scent is faint. If he weren’t more animal than man he never would have smelled her. He hasn’t run across an Omega in a very long time, but it doesn’t smell as he remembers. Oliver avoids them. He always avoided them. Omegas mean commitment and obligation, two things neither Ollie nor Oliver Queen want anything to do with.
He sees her heels and shapely legs first. She walks further into the office and he sees her ass. A part of Oliver, long dormant, isn’t so dormant at the moment. She turns around to set something on his mother’s desk. She picks up that awful picture of him with his father. She smiles at it. Oliver is enchanted by her smile.
“You’re cute. Too bad you’re dead…which is worse for you than for me…I really need to stop talking to myself.” She sets the picture back where it belongs.
Oliver chances a look at her. He can’t really make out her face. He smiles. She’s exactly who he would have avoided before…She starts to leave and he gets a better look. She is mumbling something about her life. Everything in Oliver is pulling him to this girl. He wants to ask her “What’s wrong?” He wants to make it better. He wants to be with her. Oliver has never felt this before, this need to want to protect someone and keep them safe…he is about to reveal himself when he is called back to reality.
He starts to head out but chances one more look in her direction.
If I ever find my way back to her and to being human… he promises himself.