Page 11 of Met Your Mate

I'm an asshole, but if I'm a failure, then they are too. I just don't know who’s worse. There is no satisfaction in watching their stricken faces pale even more at my insinuation of what they have clearly been ignorant of.

My empty stomach swirls uncomfortably, but I push forward. Ignore it. Ignore the guilt that festers in my gut at the devastation that is sure to come because I have lost all shred of humanity. Only for my omega.

"They are going to force you to help your omega through her heat and will make you bond her."

"WHAT?!"

"THE FUCK?!"

My ears ring at the shouts of the alphas and I decide right then and there that the beta is my favorite. Casey, I think his name is, just gapes at me. I bet if I were closer, I would see tears shimmering in his eyes.

Nick sighs and surprises me by adding his own information. "They will make you bond her 'cus they figured out the surest way to control an omega is through their pack. Control the pack, control the omega. Make them the perfect little dolls," he adds bitterly.

Flashes of our mate tumble through my mind. At the beginning, she was quite the spitfire, and I fucking loved it. It brought forth my own fight, but it's rare we see the fire in her anymore. I hate to fucking think it, but Kate is becoming exactly what they hoped for.

I see the assholes in lab coats eyeing me and Nick more and more lately, like they are trying to figure out what else they can do with our pack. They have been so focused on creating the perfect submissive omega and teaching alphas to be dickwads at the school, from what I've heard, but what if they decide to control alphas through their omegas next?

What happens if they make an army of alphas who would do anything to save their mates? I would do anything if it was guaranteed I could get Kate out of here.

I just really fucking hope they don't realize the extent of what an alpha would do for their omega. I want to be on the right side of all this. The outside world is filled with a society working toward equality, and I want to be a part of that. But if I had to choose between my mate and everyone else? I choose Kate.

My shitty, nonchalant attitude over the past few years and Nick's quiet depression has kept them from thinking much of us. Un-fucking-fortunately, as I watch the newbies rage and throw themselves at the bars, screaming for someone named Freya and their pack alpha, I think our time is up.

If they don't get their shit together soon, we're all fucked.

Chapter Eleven

RONAN

Everything fucking hurts. My ribs are for sure bruising and my jaw aches like a bitch. I can even feel the cuts on the soles of my feet. If nothing else makes these people assholes, it's the fact that they took our socks and shoes for no goddamn reason.

But nothing stings worse than watching Freya completely shut down.

What I don't think anyone else realizes is how pissed she is. I've stared into my woman's eyes for months and have done my best to learn every little tick about her. While she may be sitting back with her shoulders hunched, her eyes scream in rage.

"Now!" the beta smirking at my mate shouts joyfully with a clap. "I'm Doctor Ken, those are my enforcers, and you two"—he waves between me and Freya on our knees—"are my little test subjects."

I see something flare in Freya's eyes at whatever Ken just said, but it's gone before I can figure out what it was. I want to say it looked like humor or something bratty, but I can't be sure. Fuck, I want to know what's going on inside her deviant little brain right now.

"So here's what’s going to happen..." Ken drawls, leaning back in his chair. "You are going to get everything you've ever wanted shortly. And I am going to study you."

My gut sinks. Nothing about what he says sounds good. I want nothing from this abusive asshole, especially when the one fucking thing I want is my mate.

He cackles like a true villain. "Our little cum bucket is going into heat and as soon as I inject her with my handy little concoction, she's, well how can I say this? She's gonna need your cock."

My gut fucking sinks; my entire world flips upside down. There is no way I am taking advantage of my mate when she's drugged!

"I see your distress, little alpha, but I assure you the omega will be in horrific pain without you. Honestly, without help from any stimulation, she might not make it through the next two days," Ken says with a smirk.

"No," I whisper, trying to fight my way back to standing, but with the heavy hands keeping me in my submissive stance, I hardly make it an inch. "You can't do this! I won't do it!"

Ken snickers and looks at Freya with mock pity. "I guess your scent match wants you to die."

She doesn't even fucking flinch, but the clench of her bare thighs tells me she's not unaffected. As we've been talking, her scent has slowly made its way to me like she actually is going into heat.

"You will bond."

"WHAT?!" I howl. My blood roars in my ears as I shove myself forward instead of up. The move takes the enforcers by surprise, allowing me to tumble my way into Freya's space. I gather her bare body in my arms, ignoring her most intimate parts.

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