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I caught Lucy as she stumbled and I could finally smell more than just her pheromones. I could smell her blood. My omega was bleeding and there was a knife in her wrist.

Maybe I should just kill that bitch anyway.

“Take her outside,” Cas ordered. “I already called Dr. Humphries and Aegis. I’ll take care of Helen and Melinda.”

I nodded, scooping Lucy up before she tried to walk out on her own. I didn’t need to kill Helen today. I could wait until she’s told us everything.

My omega needed me to take care of her right now more than she needed anything else.

Carrying her out of that hellhole, I kissed her forehead and reminded her that I would always find her, just like I’d promised.

CHAPTER 46

Lucy

Dr. Humphries finished up the stitches on my back, giving Cas and Liam instructions on what we should do to take care of my wrist since I might need surgery on it. It was all stitched up and bandaged now but it hurt like a bitch.

Everything hurt.

My back was still on fire and my wrist throbbed. I had a migraine from hell and the worst part was I couldn’t take any painkillers thanks to the drug Helen had injected me with.

More blood had been drawn for Nathan to do a tox screen on and all I could think about was how lonely it felt without Cas and Liam filling up the emptiness inside.

I’d killed two alphas and I felt nothing. No guilt. No remorse. I didn’t even really care about what it meant to kill them so easily. I barely even tried and they died like bugs. Helen was the one who made me fight to survive.

Another dominant omega.

The only reason she was still alive was my stupid fucking curiosity or I would have ripped her throat open so she would never get another chance to hurt my alphas.

I watched as the Lopez doctor treated Melinda who seemed to be fine despite being exposed to my pheromones. They were going to take her straight to the hospital from what I could hear and thankfully Helen had just given her a light sedative, not whatever experimental drug she’d given me.

Cas crouched down in front of me, forcing my attention to him. His face was expressionless as always, but his eyes burned like the sun. “I’m proud of you, Lucy.”

Those words surprised me so much I actually jumped. I don’t know what I was expecting them to say, but that certainly wasn’t it.

“You survived,” Cas explained, taking my uninjured hand in his. “You did what needed to be done so you could come back to us and I’m proud of you for handling it so well.”

“You did good,” Liam agreed. He sat down next to me on the curb and carefully kissed my temple. “Much better than me.”

“He was ready to go nuclear when the bond faded away,” Cas told me. He kissed my knuckles and I realized his hands were shaking. “If I’m being honest, so was I. The feeling of it disintegrating…I was terrified we lost you.”

“How did you know I was alive?” I had to admit, I was curious. If Helen hadn’t told me they were alive, I don’t know what I would have done.

“This.” Liam pressed his thumb to one of my earrings. “Cas had enough sense to check your location before freaking out. We figured you were still alive since they were moving you to a secondary location.”

I studied them, noticing just how haggard they looked for the first time since they brought me out of that dark hole.

Smoke covered their clothes and skin. Cas was missing his tuxedo jacket and Liam’s hands look like they’d been burned. “What happened?”

They told me how someone had purposefully short circuited one of the outlets in the ballroom and how Nicolette found the breaker had been tampered with so the fuses wouldn’t flip which then caused an electrical fire.

Even the doors had been locked through the security program the building used and somehow they broke one of the doors open just to find more members of the Tinley pack waiting for them outside.

Helen had really gone all out. She must have felt like she was about to get caught after Liam fired her so decided to take out everyone at once.

I looked over at the van where Nicolette and Frankie were speaking to Helen, wondering if they were going to let the police take over from here or if Helen was going to disappear after this. It was hard to tell, but I hoped I’d made the right choice.

We knew why, but we also needed to know how.

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