Page 5 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

And here I thought I was crazy, but Liam had me beat. Talking about shit that made no sense. I opened my mouth to tell him just that, but Cassius shoved something in my mouth hard enough the skin at the corners split just like they had when I’d choked on his dick.

“You did well, Lucy,” Cassius praised, his voice gentle enough to shock me. So much so that I actually stopped fighting him.

I’d always liked the sound of his voice, but when he was praising me? It didn’t matter how much I hated him. I was still an omega, and my entire body relaxed against my will at the sound of those sweet words.

“You need to learn how to control your pheromones or you’ll lose this game every time,” Cassius warned me.

This wasn’t a fucking game and I had every intention of proving that to him, but I lost consciousness right as I reached for his throat to strangle him.

Why did I always have to have such shitty luck?

CHAPTER 3

Liam

This was a fucking shit show and a half.

I couldn’t help but blame myself as I cradled Lucy to my chest and carried her down the stairs to the basement. If I’d woken up when she’d left the bed, this never would have happened. I was supposed to be a legacy alpha, but this damn omega of mine had run me ragged.

Thirteen days.

I’ve never heard of a heat lasting that long without causing some serious medical issues, but we sent blood samples to the doc when we could and aside from a bit of dehydration, she was perfectly fine.

Obviously, there was more to it than that, but we haven’t had the time to worry about it when Lucy only slept in two-to-three-hour increments. Some of her naps were even shorter than that.

For the first time since settling into my designation, I’d struggled to keep up sexually. It was really fucking embarrassing to be honest, but since it was Lucy who’d outlasted me, I couldn’t help but feel proud.

My omega could give just as much as she got and the thrill that gave me was unhealthy. She’d fucking kill me if she went into heat like that every three months, but I wasn’t mad about it. I honestly couldn’t think of a better way to go.

Despite how badly we’d fucked up, Cassius looked like he always did – somewhere between furious and bored. He shoved the shelf all the way open and kicked the keyboards to the side. They skittered across the floor and slammed into the wall, making enough noise I tensed.

If Lucy woke up before we tied her down, she’d beat the living shit out of us.

Why I’d been so surprised to see she could fight, I didn’t know.

She’d been taken in by a legacy pack and worked in a dangerous field. My omega was clever—a fucking genius. There was no way she’d put herself in a dangerous situation without ensuring she knew how to take care of herself.

Not for the first time, I realized how well Frankie had done as her alpha. She’d given Lucy the safe space she’d needed without trying to squash who she was, and if she trusted Lucy that much, then she had to know what the omega was capable of on her own.

Ever since she’d come back into my life, Lucy had turned everything upside down. My boring, predictable life was in shambles and I couldn’t be happier, but this shift was really starting to fuck with me.

Arturo tried to mumble something when he saw us, but Cassius gagged him and then unlocked the chains from the chair. He yanked him around like a rag doll and I watched with narrowed eyes, wondering what he was so fucking pissed about.

This was bad news for both of us, not just him.

“I fucking told you,” Cas growled, tossing Arturo into one of the open cold lockers – built just like a morgue. “I fucking told you she’d find this place, but you were so sure she wouldn’t.”

Cassius grabbed the two bodies slumped against the wall and tossed those in the cold lockers too before heading to the massive drawer system along one of the walls. He went to work, cleaning up one of the metal interrogation chairs, but left everything else the way it was, including the blood pooled under the chair and the fragments of bone scattered across the floor.

“Now what?” Cas demanded, tossing the bloody rag into the biohazard bin. “We kill her?”

A deep growl escaped me before I could stop it and the bastard just leaned back against the wall and raised an eyebrow at me.

We both knew I was being ridiculous. If Lucy wouldn’t listen to reason, there was no other option. Either she learned everything and accepted it, or she didn’t. We couldn’t allow for outsiders to know what Valor did in the shadows.

Most of our pack didn’t even know what we were up to until they hit a certain rank, and even then, they had to pass the tests.

“We won’t kill her,” I promised, carefully setting her on the chair. Then I pressed her shoulder back to make sure she didn’t fall over while Cas cuffed her wrists and ankles to the metal chair.

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