Page 35 of Omega for the Pack

“Such a pretty bottom,” said Jatix. “It looks shocked and pink right now. I’ll spread you open for my men to take a look. Be a good girl and open up.”

I kept my knees together, refusing to open for them.

“I’m not your omega,” I stubbornly refused again. I thought about Grant and his rejection of me. I bit my lower lip, refusing to cry.

Suddenly, the door crashed open, and the men quickly pulled their pants up.

“What’s going on?” I heard Grant’s voice.

“What do you want, Grant?” asked Jatix, patting my ass to stay put. “The deal is done. We get to do whatever we want withouromega.”

“I reject the offer,” said Grant in his booming voice. “I’d like the omega back.”

“Ha, it’s too late,” said Jatix. “She’s a pretty little thing, and I actually really like her. You can have any of my beta females upstairs if you want. I don’t give a fuck about them.”

“I don’t want your betas.”

“Are you challenging me?”

“I am,” said Grant, not hesitating.

Jatix pushed me off his lap, and I scrambled up, pulling my dress down. Jatix tied his robes tighter around him, his body stiff with anger. I saw Wesley, Tony, and Sam enter the room after Grant.

My omega heart sang when I saw Grant and his pack again. Tony winked at me, and I smiled through my tears.

There was hope now. When Grant saw the tears in my eyes, he turned to Jatix. His gaze was ice, and his face twisted up in a savage snarl.

“What’s wrong?” taunted Jatix.

“You fucker,” Grant growled with all the alpha power in his voice. “You made her cry.”

Then he charged at Jatix.

“Back off,” screamed Jatix. But Grant was punching him repeatedly in the face.

All hell broke loose, and chaos erupted.

Bodies were being hurled and flying everywhere. The mansion erupted in the sound of shouts and broken furniture.

Tony ran towards me and grabbed my hand.

“I need to get you to safety,” he said as we skirted around the fight and ran up the stairs. By the time we made it upstairs, I was out of breath, and I could see the living room had cleared out of all the naked ladies.

Tony opened a random door, and we barricaded ourselves inside the broom closet. There were cleaning supplies, and it smelled like soap and bleach. We were crammed in the tiny space, Tony’s large body inches from mine.

“What made Grant come back?” I asked.

“We told him that he was being an asshole,” he said. “He ended up caving in when he was finally convinced it wasn’t a good idea.”

“Wow,” I said. Being this close to Tony was causing my arousal to rise again. After the spanking I received today, I was horny again. “Tony, I need some help.”

“Yes?” he asked, looking at me knowingly. I knew that he knew.

“Umm, I need relief.”

“What kind of relief?”

All day, I was cramping, trying to forget my pain. But now, it had come back with a vengeance.

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