Chapter 78: Judy’s Arc: One
Lacy stepped outside to look at her new restaurant: Judy’s. It had been a long two years but here she was in December, about to open her new place. Beside her stood Jason and Daniella, both were also proud of the Omega for accomplishing her goals.
The three of them were bundled up with their snow jackets and gloves on along with their beanies. Except for Daniella, Daniella actually had on cute little mittens.
It had been rough at first, running away from Hoshimura and coming here to Ashley to escape abuse from her two Alphas, but she did it. Not only was she able to escape them but she was able to remain hidden long enough for her to get her documents. This meant if the Alphas tried to come and take her, the province would protect her.
She had the key in her hand and stepped forward to go inside. She turned back to her friends, all three of them giddy.
"Ready!?"
The two Omegas nodded their heads, jumping up and down.
Lacy turned the key and pushed open the door. The air inside was cold and still. She stepped in. Her footsteps echoed on the polished concrete floor. She flipped the light switch.
Fluorescent lights flickered to life above them. They cast a harsh glow over the empty space. Tables and chairs stood neatly arranged. The bar gleamed under the lights. It was all exactly as she’d planned.
She took a deep breath. The smell of fresh paint and sawdust lingered. She walked toward the kitchen. Her reflection followed her in the stainless steel countertops. She pushed through the swinging doors.
Stainless steel appliances lined the walls. Pots and pans hung from racks. Everything was spotless. Ready. She ran her hand along the cold surface of the stove. This was hers. All hers.
"So when do you open?" Jason asked.
Lacy went around to the register. "I haven’t picked a date yet because..." she was hesitant to say it. "I want to invite my family and my two best friends, other best friends, Tyler and Clara."
Jason and Daniella exchanged looks. Even though it had been two years, both felt it was still a bit too risky. Neither one of them had contacted parents or families when they had run away.
"Are you sure you want to do that?" Daniella asked. "Remember what Ms. said?"
Lacy nodded her head. It was something she was going to have to think about.
Daniella sat on a dirty trash can lid outside in the back alley behind Lacy’s new restaurant, Judy’s. She had her legs spread and her skirt above her stomach. Her scent attracted the nearest Alpha easily.
The female Alpha came around the corner licking her lips. She smiled at the Omega, a bulge growing in her pants. She knelt down on the trash filled alley and placed her mouth on Daniella’s cunt.
Daniella moaned as the Alpha sucked on her clit. She grabbed the Alpha’s head and pulled her closer. The Alpha’s tongue was rough and wet. Daniella could feel the heat building inside her.
The Alpha pushed Daniella’s legs apart wider. She licked deeper, her nose pressing against Daniella’s skin. The scent was thick in the alley. Trash and sex mixed together. Daniella’s hips bucked. She needed more.
Her fingers tangled in the Alpha’s hair. She pulled hard. The Alpha groaned against her. The vibration made Daniella gasp. Her thighs shook.
The Alpha’s tongue was relentless. It circled her clit. Then it plunged inside her. Daniella cried out. Her head hit the brick wall behind her. The rough surface scraped her scalp.
The Alpha shifted. Her strong hands gripped Daniella’s hips. She pinned her to the trash can lid. Daniella couldn’t move. She didn’t want to. The Alpha’s mouth was everywhere. Hot. Wet. Insistent. Daniella smelled her own slick. It mixed with the rotting garbage.
The alley stink. Her own sweat. She felt the Alpha’s nose against her. Breathing her in. Devouring her scent. Daniella arched her back. A silent plea for her wanting more.
Her body tightened, coiled. The Alpha’s tongue worked deeper. A relentless rhythm against her clit. Daniella’s thighs trembled. Her fingers clawed at the Alpha’s shoulders.
Her breath came in sharp, ragged gasps. The brick wall scraped her back raw. She didn’t care. The pain was distant. A spark against the fire building low in her belly. The Alpha growled. The sound vibrated through Daniella’s core. It pushed her higher.
The Alpha was now inside Daniella, her clit about six inches and thin, but it was decent for Daniella especially since she was eaten out just before.
Lacy stepped out into the alley with boxes. She looked to the side with the trash in her hands. She rolled her eyes and stamped her foot.
"Daniella!"
The Alpha pulled out of Daniella and pulled her pants up. Daniella got dressed and ran back inside apologizing to her friend, as the Alpha ran down the alley wherever she came from.
"I am so sorry," Daniella said. "What you want me to do?"
Lacy looked around while Jason swept the floor. She sighed, satisfied with how things were going. "We’re good," she said smiling.
Daniella was about to turn to head back to the alley when Lacy pulled her back in.
"On second thought how about doing the dishes?"
Daniella paused mid-turn, her eyes flicking to the sink piled high with greasy plates and sauce-smeared pans. The metallic tang of old dishwater hung in the air.
"How could this happen? Ain’t no body ate here yet?" Daniella screamed out. Lacy just shrugged with a smirk on her face.
She nodded, a tight, quick movement, and moved toward the counter without a word. The only sounds were the scrape of Jason’s broom on the tile floor and the distant clatter of the kitchen’s exhaust fan.
Her hands plunged into the lukewarm, soapy water. Bubbles clung to her wrists as she scrubbed a burnt cheese crust off a baking sheet, the steel wool scratching rhythmically.
Lacy leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching. Daniella kept her gaze fixed on the murky water, feeling the weight of that silent scrutiny like a physical pressure between her shoulder blades.
The silence stretched, thick and uncomfortable, broken only by the splash of dishes and Jason’s soft humming from the dining area.
Lacy laughed while Daniella sulked in the kitchen with the dishes Lacy got dirty on purpose.
Lacy laid on the floor of her restaurant and wiggled around like a puppy scratching its back while Jason twerked to the side, his butt going up and down with Daniella clapping in the foreground.
The Omega got up and proceeded to dance with her friends until they fell over laughing. Later that night in her apartment that she managed to get while working at another restaurant, she finally managed to call her parents.
She sighed, frightened and nervous about what they would say.
Ring, ring!
She waited...
Ring, ring!
"Hello," Lacy’s sire replied.
"Sire..."
"Lacy, Lacy is that you. Oh my God, let me get your mother! LACY IS ON THE PHONE!"
"WHAT!"
Lacy could hear her mother in the background screaming.
"Here, let me put the phone on speaker," her sire said.
The muffled clatter of the receiver hitting wood echoed through the line. Lacy pressed the phone tighter to her ear, her knuckles white.
Silence stretched, thick and heavy, punctuated only by her own shallow breaths. She could picture them scrambling in their cozy living room back home, her sire’s worn armchair creaking, her mother’s slippers shuffling on the rug, the distant hum of the refrigerator she knew so well.
A choked sob ripped through the speaker, raw and sudden. It wasn’t words, just pure, unfiltered emotion, relief tangled with years of worry. Lacy flinched, the sound hitting her like a physical blow. Her mother’s ragged inhale followed, shaky and wet.
Then, another sob, deeper this time, unmistakably her sire’s. The silence wasn’t empty anymore; it was filled with the visceral language of tears, the soft, wet gasps of two people breaking open after holding their breath for far too long.
Lacy squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the hot sting behind her own lids. Her apartment, suddenly vast and cold, seemed to shrink, filled only by the sound of her parents weeping.
Lacy lived in a one bedroom apartment in a nice little gated community. It was hard to believe two years bad past which meant her daughter was four now, close to her fifth birthday.
Her family would be coming to see her and she hoped they would even consider moving down here. Living in Ashley was the best decision she had ever made. And now it was time to begin a new beginning.
She went to sleep thst night, dreaming good dreams. Dreaming that she was going to be successful that maybe even love would find her way. Maybe she would see her Alphas in the future.
None of this was certain but as she drifted off to the land of dreams, she knew she had made the right decision.