Page 46 of Curvy Dirty Omega

“Liam, I need you to take her.” Before I lost my shit and licked any trace of Frankie from her body right here and now.

Or worse, challenged Liam for the right to have her.

“Figure it out,” Liam snapped as the phone dangled from his fingertips like he’d forgotten what he was doing, eyes only for Frankie. “We need to handle this before we try to leave this fucking building. Isn’t that right, Frankie?”

“I thought she was no one to you,” Frankie growled, fighting Liam’s overwhelming dominance with everything she had.

“Yeah, well. I lied.”

Even if I didn’t want to admit it, it was impressive how hard Frankie fought. There was something to be said for legacy genes even if she wasn’t quite strong enough to get the red eyes.

“I may just be her platonic alpha.” Frankie gasped, clearly having a hard time breathing. “But I swore a long time ago I’d keep her safe. You can’t just take her from me.”

Liam knelt down and yanked Frankie’s hand away from her mouth and nose. “How can you keep her safe when you can’t even handle her pheromones? They’re making you dizzy, aren’t they? It’s not mine or Cassius’s, but hers and they’re making you sick.”

Well, this was certainly an interesting turn of events, but I wanted to get the fuck out of here and take this vulnerable omega somewhere safe – somewhere I could protect her…

No, where Liam could protect her.

“Daphne wasn’t made for you.” Liam smirked when Frankie paled. “She was mine first, Francesca Lopez, and there’s nothing you can do to change that.”

“How…”

I couldn’t take it anymore.

Walking to my desk was surprisingly easier than I’d expected considering the fact that Liam wasn’t holding back at all. He was showing Frankie just how futile her resistance was and I bit back a smirk as I carefully shifted my hold on Lucy to grab the car keys.

“Come on, Frankie. Show me what you can do,” Liam purred. “Prove to me you can take care of her…but you can’t, can you? She got pheromone sick today and yours just aren’t enough to cleanse her of those offensive scents.”

Liam better be fucking careful. If he kept pushing, Lucy might never forgive him. Frankie was still her friend and partner. Their lives were permanently intertwined and I had no doubt Lucy would always pick Frankie when it came down to it.

Pheromones be damned.

“Liam, let’s wrap this up. I think she gets the point.” Stopping at the open door, I glanced back just once to see him smirking up at me like he’d fucking won something. “Because it’s up to Lucy in the end, isn’t it?”

Liam’s smirk dropped, and I gave him a small smile.

We both knew I was right.

“Get that doctor on the phone and then get your ass downstairs. We have a sick omega to take care of and you two are having a pissing contest. It’s pathetic.” I didn’t slam the door closed behind me even though I really wanted to.

It would have woken Lucy up if I had.

For the first time since I’d discovered just how strong of an alpha I was, I purposefully released all of my pheromones, covering up any trace of Lucy’s addicting scent and warning anyone and everyone to stay the fuck away.

They’d die if they didn’t and I made sure that threat was clearly reflected in my pheromones.

The elevator ride down to the parking level felt like an eternity but it was over in the blink of an eye. All I could do was stare down at her like a lovesick idiot and even the excuse of her pheromones wasn’t enough.

The way her scent changed when it came into contact with Liam’s was mouthwatering. She affected mine as well, sweetening my tart apple until it almost smelled like apple pie. But it was the way her scent shifted into something even more tart and complex when mine joined hers that had me lost in the sharp lines of her face.

Like glass.

This omega’s scent had changed so drastically in the last eight hours it was almost as though she’d been empty – living her life as nothing but a shell of what she could be until she’d come into contact with me and Liam.

I couldn’t help but feel like…I’d been made for her.

For Liam.

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