Page 139 of Psycho Alphas: Part One

“Alpha?” I asked, catching him before he collapsed to the floor and dragging him to the bed.

What was happening?

Nothing could hurt him—he was Ace. But I could feel his instability as my Omega instincts took over. He was a sparking live wire, on the brink of snapping completely.

“They’re… dead…” His voice was strained.

I frowned.

But there were only two people in the world that Ace would feel the deaths of.

They?

They’d both died?

I don’t know how that could have happened. He had enemies, so many—Glade’s Alphas were trying to hold on to her, and if they’d learned how he’d treated her, how he’d hurther—couldit be them? I knew Ace’s own brother was one of her mates.

But it didn’t matter.

Goosebumps lit on my skin as the truth hit me, and tears clouded my vision.

He was alone.

At last, there was no one else.

And he was shaking, unstable, scent on the edge of crumbling. Everything I’d ever known of the cold, controlled Alpha was collapsing.

“Baby…?” I shifted closer, kneeling before him on the bed.

Would he see me now?

“Get me…” He trailed off, clearing his throat.

“What? What is it?” I asked.

I would do anything if it would prove to him once and for all that I was his.

I was Omega, and I could fix this.

I woke with a start to find Knox gone. No warm arms around me, or sweep of ash blond hair tickling my cheek.

That explained why a horrible nightmare was trying to swallow me whole.

Where was he?

I found Bunny at my side and hugged him close, then sat up, trying to shake the dream. I shivered, tugging a silken nightgown around myself and looking for Knox. He wasn’t in his office or my room.

“He’s left us…?” I asked Bunny.

No.

No, he wouldn’t have.

He would be out for an important reason.

I crept to the balcony, seating myself on the stone and crossing my legs. If he was out, I’d hear his car come back.

Until then, I could pretend that his arm was around me. He was asking questions like he had when I was drawing. Just like Rogue had asked.

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