Page 406 of Omega for the Pack

“Uh uh, looks like he has a project for us,” said Lucas, who was cleaning his weapon with a rag.

“Goddamn, finally,” said Adrian. “We haven’t had a client in ages.”

Holding my smoking pistol against my side, I watched as Mark approached me with a grim expression. He was a thin beta businessman, always dressed in his everyday navy blue suit. He ran the day-to-day operation of the pack guards.

“Ryder,” he greeted, shaking my hand tightly.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“I have a job for you and your pack,” he said. “High-profile singer Lacy gave us a call a few minutes ago. She wants the best guards I have available, and I believe your pack will fit the job.”

“Shit, I don’t know about us being the best,” I said.

“She’s an omega,” said Mark, and I immediately shook my head.

“I think I’ll pass on this assignment.”

I didn’t want to guard a stuck-up little singer and wondered how I’d get out of it. Any other job was better. I’d rather stand guard at an empty lot for the Royal Pack, which was a much better job. At least then, I wouldn't have to suck up to a young omega with her nose in the air.

And an omega was temptation itself.

“You’re the best pack, and you know it,” said Mark.

“Wait, Lacy?!” asked Adrian with a shocked look.

“Yes,theLacy,” said Mark. “I need you guys to head over to her house pronto. She believes someone may have broken in.”

“Fuck yes,” breathed Adrian, brushing his long black hair away from his eyes. “I’d guard her all day long.”

“Then it’s decided,” said Mark, to my dismay. I didn’t have a fucking choice when he made up his mind.

“Listen,” said Mark, clapping me on the shoulder. “She was willing to pay any price. You’ll be paid handsomely.”

“Least that’s something,” I muttered.

When he left, we gathered our weapons and headed toward the brown armored vehicles. I still wasn’t sure about guarding a spoiled brat all day, but the money would speak for itself.

“Are you guys ready?” I asked my pack before we all hopped into the vehicle.

“Of course,” said Lucas, ready to defend the omega. He was the stoic delta. Quiet but ready to drop everything if someone’s life was in danger.

“I hope you’re all prepared,” I said to them. I haven’t been around an omega for years. They were scarce on Howl’s Edge Island. “Omegas are bewitching creatures, and you might all want to do whatever she wants. Remember, you're in charge of her life.”

"He's going to suffocate her," said Adrian, shaking his head and Cooper chuckled. They could laugh all they wanted, but an omega's allure was powerful and they wouldn't be laughing anymore once she was in complete control of them.

After thirty minutes of driving,Cooper stopped in front of the ornate gate of her house.

“Damn, we need to get in,” said Cooper. “Can someone call her?"

I pulled my cell phone out and dialed the number that Mark had given us. Lacy answered the phone on the second ring.

“Hello,” she greeted uncertainly, as if scared of the other person on the line. I wasn’t prepared for the lilt in her tone, breathy and soft. The fear in her voice pulled my heartstrings for a second, but I spoke with business-like authority.

“This is Ryder from Elite Protection Services,” I said. “Will you please open the gate for us to come in?”

“Yes, of course!” she said with relief in her voice.

I hung up and watched the gate slowly open at a snail’s pace.

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