Author's Note: If you're still reading this you have reached the end of this story. I will be posting the sequal in a few days and will post a note when I do. In the meanwhile let me know how you liked Prologue.
Barely a few weeks after returning to Gotham I could feel the dark impulses within me warring with my omega instincts. I had heard every running theory about my time away and why I had finally returned, Gotham's prodigal daughter returned at last. I was sick of it. I felt like I had walked back into a cage. I needed an escape, some way to sate the darkness without setting off the omega.
I dressed in tight dark jeans, a black crop top, and heeled combat boots. I walked onto the elevator grabbing the keys to Jas- no my bike throwing on a leather jacket as I left.
I pulled into a spot on the university campus climbing off the bike, I started down Greek Row feeling drawn towards the source of the music. The Sigma Psi Phi frat house was crowded with partygoers despite how early it was. I walked in snagging a drink off a random frat bro I leaned against the wall by the bar to finish my drink. As I finished my first, a new drink was placed in front of my face, I looked over at the person holding it. The first thing I noticed was the subtle waves of power rolling off the alpha. "Drink?" I reached for the bottle, "What brings a budding sorceress to my little corner of the world?" He asked, I paused meeting his eyes, we both acknowledged the other's power.
"Escape," was my answer.
"Well you came to the right place for that. How about we get you something a little stronger."
"I'd like that," I said as I allowed the drugging influence of his power to cloud my mind.
"I'm Dion."
"Chloe."
For weeks I practically lived at that frat house sharing a bed with Dion, letting his power wash over me lessening the dark's pull giving my omega a false sense of belonging. I would stumble into the penthouse every couple of days for my own fresh clothes when Dion's just wouldn't do. The days blended together nothing else mattered.
"Did you drive home?" Dad shouted.
"Nice to see you too," I muttered stumbling passed him.
"Jesus Christ, Chloe. It's 4 in the morning and I asked you a question that you're going to answer. Did you drive home?" He reinforced.
"Chill dad I called an uber." I replied over my shoulder as I slipped into my room. I lay in bed slipping into one of my easier sleeps.
Good Morning Gotham, Vesper coming at you with the latest on Gotham's fallen angel, Chloe Kane, who only returned to Gotham after two years absence less than three months ago has obviously got a taste of the partying lifestyle while away. Now, she's dived headfirst into a spiral of epic proportions. Rumor has it that she has been spotted near constantly at the Sigma Psi Phi fraternity house for the past two months. She has also been caught stumbling home in varying levels of intoxication at all hours of the day and night. What on earth is going on here?
I moaned leaning over Dion to reach my phone on the nightstand before it could wake him. "Hello, love. I need you to do something for me."