Panic strangled me, and my knuckles turned white from how hard I gripped the phone. I slammed it back down on the receiver and narrowed my eyes on the Omega who stood in front of me, breathless, her gaze darkening and filled with fear.
Pressure gathered across my temples from the thumping of my pulse, the dread of how impossibly bad things could have gone for us if she had completed her phone call. The authorities discovering we’d stolen an Omega would lead to our deaths.
“What do you think you were doing?” I growled in a gruff voice. I hadn’t intended to terrify the Omega. Yet I’d royally fucked that up.
She recoiled from me, but her defiance, with her head kept high, impressed me. I focused on those full lips, the paleness in her cheeks, and the whirling dread behind her gaze. My attention dipped to her loose white dress, and the nipples pressed against the sheer fabric, clear she wore no bra underneath.
I shouldn’t care. I’d told myself I didn’t care. I loathed myself for my growing addiction for the Omega in our home. Except, moving away from her seemed impossible.
“I was trying to call my friends since it seems none of you have bothered to call them. The whole reason I even went to that ball was to find a friend who’s missing… then my heat cycle started. She could still be missing. They’ll think I’ve been taken too, and…” She said all that in one breath.
“Where are your friends?” I asked curiously, hearing the worry in her voice.
She shrugged. “I promise I won’t say anything about you or this pack. I just want to make sure they’re safe.”
Lowering my shoulders, attempting to appear less intimidating, I said, “How about you give me their number, and I’ll contact them for you.”
She blinked at me blankly. “It’s not going to work. It has to be me.”
Running a hand across my jaw, I scrutinized her, noting how clear her eyes were, yet her chin trembled. Such a gorgeous Omega—her pink hair pulled back into a ponytail, her face fresh and utterly beautiful—and completely not mine.
“Then we do it together,” I suggested, giving her a blank look.
She swallowed and glanced at the phone momentarily, then back at me.
“Why? Why do you even care?”
The sharpness of her tone should have surprised me, but it intrigued me.
“Anyway, I barely know you, and for all I know you probably don’t even know my name. So, why would I share anything with you?”
“I know plenty enough. Your name is Trinity, and you smell like the most delicious fruit in the world. You’re scared but secretly, you want to find a family to call your own. You never ask to speak with family, only your friends, which tells me you don’t come from a family. You know very little about being an Omega, telling me you were deprived of any information, or perhaps you wished you’d never come into your Omega. You love pineapple because I see it brought to your room with every meal, while you never eat the potatoes.”
“Enough,” she gasped. “Fine, you know a small fraction about me, but that doesn’t make you trustworthy.”
“Except we both know it’s illegal you’re with us, so the last thing we need is to draw unwanted attention that will send us into prison, or far worse, for stealing an Omega. Though, for the life of me, I don’t understand why you’re still here. I told Shadow to send you back and free you, but the guy has some crazy infatuation.” Not to mention the drama escalating from Daniel who was jealous as fuck about Trinity.
Her pale blue, wolf-like eyes scolded me, and she blew out a held exhale.
“That must be so hard for you. Shall I pull the violin out?” Her mockery had me laughing. I adored her all fiery and sassy. Call me broken, but I preferred my females looking like they might claw my eyes out.
“I like you like this,” I murmured, coaxing a spark of surprise from her widening eyes. The corner of her mouth curled ever so lightly. She was spectacular, and I couldn’t ignore the beauty in front of me, even if she looked ready to scream at me.
“So, you enjoy seeing me suffering and worried sick that my friends might be dead? You’re a fucking sadist.”
I was so out of my mind with torn emotions of the attraction I fought. I shook my head as a growing need to explain myself rose through me.
“You couldn’t be more wrong, Omega. My pack means the world to me, and for that reason I won’t let you call whoever was on the other end of the phone. If they find out where you are, we’re all at risk of losing our lives. So, think about your situation differently. We are risking everything to hold on to you, and considering how protective you are of your background, I can only assume you are also worried of your demise. Do you really want to make a call that could be traced back to us?”
At first glance, I might have appeared mocking in my response, but the stern feeling tensing my muscles had me biting back a snarl of anger that she would risk our lives.
“I-I just wanted to check on my friends and not risk ever being sent back there.”
Her trembling response affected me more than it should, and by the redness of her cheeks, I gained the impression she hadn’t intended on showing such emotions.
Sure, part of me wanted to push the point and find out more about what they did to her that she feared them. Who was she hiding from? My hackles rose from the perspective that if we were dealing with one of the bigger institutes, which had connections with powerful families, they’d stop at anything to get their assets back—Omegas.
If they hurt her to the point of her not wanting to be found out, the more reason not to reveal her location to them.
“So I guess we’ve reached a stalemate,” I murmured. For a fleeting moment, I could have sworn a tear slid from the corner of her eye, but she looked away, hiding it from me. I might be a bastard, but that sight chipped away at me like cracking glass. “I’m not a bad man, Trinity. I need to protect my pack, and although it may not seem like it, I’m keeping you safe as well.”
She stepped forward, wanting to protest, if that defiant look in her eyes meant anything, but I smelled something on her, something that had my insides growling and took me off-guard.
Muscadine grapes, fruity, and fucking all Aspen. His scent came off her in waves as though he’d fucking marked her as his own. Maybe my head was messed up, but didn’t we agree to keep her until after her heat, then make a call, not fucking bond her to one of us for life.
I shouldn’t give a fuck, yet I stepped up to her. She recoiled until her back hit the wall of bookshelves in Shadow’s study.
“I know you gave yourself to Aspen.” My mind and heart weren’t exactly aligned, not when a pulse of fire thumped across my chest. Being this close to her, the smell of orange blossoms and Aspen’s scent tangled in my senses, leaving me confused and furious, yet unable to leave her side.
“What are you talking about?”
I stared down at her breasts crushed against my chest. The pebbled nipples were all I could focus on and looking away seemed an unbearable task.
Only one other woman had influenced me to such an extent. When I lost Lillian five years ago, I’d forgotten the euphoric burning an Omega could awaken. I’d been around other Omegas, yet none had impacted me the way Trinity had. Apparently, she was the exception…
For a moment, her captivating scent was enough to make me forget Aspen’s scent on her. Dropping my head to her neck, I inhaled her orange blossom scent, but it was mixed with Aspen’s deep scent, which brought my anger to life. My hand went to the back of her head, grasping her hair and pulling her head back until she looked up at me. There was no fear in her eyes, though, only a dare.
The freckles running across her nose added a dash of cuteness to her glare. Her pale aquamarine eyes stood out against the pink of her Omega hair, and her lush lips demanded to be kissed
Touching her had my cock stiffening. I knew she felt the thickness against the apex of her thighs as I held her pinned to the bookshelf with my body.
“Get off me,” she demanded, yet she thrust her chest out against me, and her perfume burst around us.
“It’s not what you really want, is it, Omega?” I hissed just before my lips were on hers. If Aspen broke his vow, so could I. I’d take her here against the bookcase and get her out of my system, once and for all. Then I’d be done with it.
Our mouths fit together perfectly, and while in my mind anger boomed that this was a shit idea, I loved the way she pressed her hands against my chest with resistance, yet kissed me as if she couldn’t get enough, like she might stop breathing if I broke away from her.
Whether she knew it or not, her Omega desires called me to her. She was spectacular.
Releasing her hair, I slipped my hand down her spine, not a single thought other than how incredible she felt against me, how her ass cradled in my hand.
A purring sound came from her throat as she curled a leg around my thigh, her once resisting hands now fisting my shirt, drawing me closer.
She brought out a primal growl from me as I licked the scents from her neck. I could taste the lingering touch of Aspen on her skin, tasted him on my tongue with her, and it nearly melted my brain. I didn’t cross swords, and neither did he, but we’d shared female Betas, and there was something alluring about fucking a female with my best friend. I was more than familiar with his scent, and while I growled at the thought that he might have marked this Omega, I realized the truth.
What I tasted wasn’t the final mark, but the bastard smearing his scent all over her in a protective gesture. Fuck him, but damn it was a smart move, so I couldn’t hate him for it.
Trinity’s scent swam in my head.
I tore my lips from her, knowing I balanced on the edge of losing my head big time. Once I went that far, I’d rip her clothes off and fuck her until she screamed so loud, everyone would come find me balls deep in their precious Omega.
Grazing my lips along her neck, I groaned, “You’re going to fucking wreck me, you know that, Omega?”
On a gasp, she mewled, “Viper.” The husky sound of my name on her lips might as well be her asking me to slide my cock into her cunt.
My dick pulsed, hurting as it thickened. Pulling back, I stared down at her lips, swollen from how hard I’d kissed her, and all I could picture was me sucking on her engorged pussy lips.
I slid my hands under her dress, and her breath hitched when I hooked my thumbs into the elastic of her panties. Kneeling in front of this gorgeous Omega, I dragged them down her legs, and she didn’t need to be asked to step out of them. Scrunching them, I felt how wet she was and pushed them into my pocket as I stood.
“You’re messing with my head, sweetheart. All I want is to see you naked, bend you over the desk, and fuck you mercilessly.” My thumb stroked the length of her jawline, my head dizzy with her scent. The truth of the situation was I fucked up by kissing her when I promised myself I’d hold back. My lust had opened up Pandora’s box, and I had no idea if I could hold back before I claimed the Omega over and over and fucking over.
A tiny laugh escaped her lips. Untangling herself from my arms, she looked down at my bulging pocket with her panties, then back up at me. She glanced at the phone, then at me, seeming lost for words.
I noted her pointed nipples, the heavy scent of her arousal, yet she pulled away from me as though she struggled with controlling herself.
“I shouldn’t have kissed you,” she muttered, her chest rising and falling quickly. Shaking her head, she put a distance between us.
“You’re right. I should have fucked you by now.” I grinned and reached for her, but she ducked under my arm and darted out of the room, leaving me so damn wound up, I mentally struggled with the idea of chasing her and fucking her brains out.
I watched her run from the study, leaving me alone.
I couldn’t remember the last time I felt hungry for an Omega, so turned on that my cock ached. She had the kind of beauty that drove men to obsession, and they created wars over, and here I paced, dealing with the primal starvation she’d awakened within me. She fought me, but in the end, our instincts bound us together.
Aspen wasted no time tracking her down and fucking her. Shadow had done the same a few nights ago. It seemed I’d fallen behind in my duties as Alpha.
I laughed out loudly, almost psychotically. I’d worked so hard to keep my distance, then one incident, and I was lost.
“Shit!”
Strength pulsed through me, and I turned toward the door. My hands fisted with the ache for release building deep in my gut when I caught sight of the phone.
Without thinking, I picked it up and hit redial. After three rings, a female answered.
“Hello, Bakewell Institute For Girls, how can I help you?”
My heart drummed, and I slammed the phone back down.
“Oh, fuck!”
Of course, she had to come from the biggest damn omega institute in the whole country, the same one funded by the Shchavlev Mafia, enemy to Shadow’s family.
He was going to be so pissed when he found out.
We were fucked!
Trinity
One look at Viper and I lost my mind. Back in the study, my heart drummed in my chest. I had promised myself I wouldn’t let him affect me and that I’d keep my distance from the grumpy Alpha. Yet one look from him, and my knees melted. How could someone so annoying be so ridiculously handsome?
It was unfair that he smelled of my most favorite thing in the world—pumpkin pie. Combined with his musky, sexy scent, his potency left me completely messed up. Add to that the messy dark hair with tints of red ruffled around his face, as if he’d arrived from the pits of hell, and piercing green eyes, as though they were made from venom, Viper could easily be mistaken for the devil. He sure as hell kissed like one. My toes were still curled from that single kiss, which left me completely drenched.
And the asshole took my panties.
Pressing my back to the door in my bedroom, slick dripped down the inside of my thighs from how turned on I’d become from that single kiss.
One thing was for certain. The lure between us was growing stronger, and evidently, when my heat spiked, I was willing to be fucked even by the Alpha I should hate. He surprised me by paying attention to things about me no one should notice, like what foods I enjoy from the meals.
Who did that?
His energy wound tight around me, and I could still picture him bursting into the room with that perfect face and that divine body. His worn jeans and deep blue Hensley shirt did nothing to conceal the sheer size of the muscles that filled his clothes. And the guttural huskiness of his voice came close to undoing me. Sexy as fuck, he covered me in shivers, so when he whispered in my ear, desire shot through me, and my panties were soaked in seconds. I could still feel his hard grip on my body. He shouldn’t turn me on.
I slid my hand down my body and under my dress, needing to get him out of my head… along with the climax building from the mere thought of him.
