Page 232 of Omega for the Pack

“My king,” I said, bowing my head. Not looking him in the eyes.

His tall and lanky frame stood over me. He lifted my chin with his finger, making me look at him. He still hadn’t shaved his hideous gray goatee—the wrinkles on his face deeper with age.

I couldn’t believe I slept with him and the rest of his aging alpha pack. This was the length I’d go to escape my family. In theend, my psychotic aunt was ecstatic that I was sleeping with the kings, imagining her riches.

“Why do you keep coming back?” he said in a low voice. “I know you don’t care about your kid. Is it that you miss me? Do you miss our attention?”

“I’m here for my child,” I said.

I wasn’t going to lose it. I couldn’t let him goad me into it.

“Is that the only reason?”

He was looking at me with desire in his eyes. The hunger that all alphas had in them when they lusted after an omega. He was breathing hard as he gazed at me. He could take me as he wished. To play with as he wanted while his pack watched. And I wouldn’t have a choice.

“Yes, my king,” I whispered, my pulse racing and my head pounding with dread. “Please let me leave with my child, and you’ll never see me again.”

“Why can’t you stay away?” he whispered, bringing his face closer to mine. “My little temptress.”

My core began to warm regardless of how I felt about him. He was an alpha male, and I was only an omega. If he wanted me to spread my legs at this very moment, I would be compelled to do it. He was the king of Howl’s Edge. I clenched my thighs together.

A shout snapped me out of the spell I was under.

Looking up, I saw Jack and Alex at the front of the pack as they walked toward us. I let out the long breath I was holding. I hadn’t felt so small in such a long time. The sight of my seven men gave me courage, and I snickered at Armon.

“Why would you think I’m here for you? That’s my pack over there,” I said.

Armon looked behind him and snarled at the sight of the seven burly men heading our way. Even Ryan looked extra intimidating today despite his large glasses and flyaway hair. Hestopped the maid from entering the palace with Gabe, grabbing him from her. My son looked excited to see Ryan.

The palace guards moved to stand in front of King Armon.

“It’s okay, move aside,” said Armon to the guards. They moved out of the way, and I was able to see Laurent wink at me. “I want to see what they have to say and if they’re here to pick up their disobedient omega.”

“Vanessa is our omega,” growled Alex, standing before Armon. “And youwillreturn Gabe to her.”

“I am your king,” said Armon in a high voice. “None of you will order me about.”

“It’s illegal to separate an omega from her child,” said Jack, stepping forward.

“I trusted you, Jack,” said Armon. “My pack brothers and I trusted you with the location of the omega plant. You were highly esteemed. Are you willing to stoop so low?”

“You’re the one who stooped low enough to do this,” said Jack. My heart lifted at how firm he was. “My job is to protect my omega. Get the fuck away from her.”

Armon stepped away from me, and I could finally breathe without his alpha scent overwhelming me.

“We will revolt, and our families will too,” threatened Alex, his red hair wild around his face. “I promise you that if you do not hand over Gabe.”

“Listen,” said Armon, holding his hands up. “Gabe is the prince of Howl’s Edge. He belongs here.”

“We can share custody,” I said, coming to that realization as long as I was in Howl’s Edge. “Please, let me have him on the weekdays.”

“We will keep him on the weekends,” said Armon. “Is that a deal?”

I felt like my heart was shattering into a million pieces. But it was either this or nothing. I hated this so bad.

“Fine,” I said before an alpha could interject and ruin everything. I would be able to take Gabe home with us today. My heart swelled with excitement at the same time. We had managed to do it without a huge revolt from my pack. Without any killing or bloodshed.

“It’s a deal,” said Alex, shaking hands with King Armon.

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