Page 447 of Omega for the Pack

He dumped me into the car and sat beside me in the backseat.

“You finally have her,” said the scratchy voice of the driver.

“It took fucking forever, but the famous omega singer is here now,” said my stalker.

I stared at him with narrowed eyes as I scooted to the other end of the seat until my body was pressed up the door. I needed to put as much space between us as possible. I didn’t want to be near the man who terrorized me for the last few days. My hands were still tied behind my back, and I tried to wiggle my wrists, but the bonds were secure.

The stalker ripped off his mask, and that’s when I got a good look at his face. And my heart dropped.

It was my ex-boyfriend, Jordan.

He smiled wildly, seeing the look of shock in my eyes. He leaned over, untying the cloth around my mouth. Even with it off, I was speechless. Why the hell was he doing this? I never thought he would be capable of this at all.

“Why?” I croaked. Sleep was still in my voice, and I felt like I was in some sort of nightmare. I hoped to god thiswasjust a nightmare.

He sighed, crossing his arms behind his neck as he looked towards the front.

“I decided I needed to change my life,” he said. “I wanted to make a difference in this world by taking omegas to a special camp. Especially you.”

“What camp are you talking about? Are you okay, Jordan?”

“I’m more than okay,” he snapped, lowering his arms and looking at me with darkened eyes. “I never take disrespect from omegas anymore. Omegas are difficult now because they are free to mate whatever degenerate crosses their path. Betas, Deltas, Sigmas, and now fucking vampires. It’s not the natural order of how it should happen.”

I wondered how I never saw a warning sign that this guy was a weirdo. I never imagined in a million years Jordan would do this.

“So what if omegas mate them?” I said.

“Then alphas will be extinct,” he answered. “Omegas need to bear the children from alphas. They are made for alphas and no one else.”

“Why do you even care, Jordan?” I asked, trying to reason with him as the car drove further away from my home. The sun was now fully up and shining brightly down my face that I could barely see him.

His face looked tired, and his blond hair was unkempt.

His jeans were torn in several places. He looked worse for wear after I hadn’t seen him for five years. I remembered how he took care of himself in the past and even trimmed his nails, but now he looked like he didn’t care.

“When you rejected me, I knew that was it,” said Jordan, scratching his unkempt beard. “You were the sixth omega who didn’t care to be knotted by me. How do you think I felt after being rejected and led on for months by you? And yet, you allow a delta to tickle your butt and multiple alphas to knot you. Yes, I watched it all.”

My face twisted in disgust at that moment. He was lost in his thoughts as he looked out the window. He was sick in the head for spying on me, and I suddenly realized how dangerous my situation was.

“I just wasn’t ready. I was young,” I explained.

“That’s what they all say,” he spat out. “You were the last straw. So, I joined the organization that would bring omegas under control again. An organization that hates the government for allowing vampires to live amongst us and take our omegas.”

“What do you want with me?”

“To breed you,” he said with an evil smile. “We will create babies with you. To produce more alpha werewolves and to prevent the extinction of our kind.”

Twenty-Three

LACY

“What the hell?” I said.

I was at a complete loss of what to say. He was much crazier than I thought, and he hid it well. Now I knew why the stalker’s scent was familiar to me.

“You’ll be taught to serve your alphas,” he said.

I was trembling with panic, flashes of my family going through my mind. All they would see was my name on the news. Another omega that had gone missing.

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