Page 514 of Omega for the Pack

Something about the picture caught my eye, and it wasn’t the three kids sitting at their father’s feet. It was the father himself. He looked nearly identical to Henry but older. Then, my eyes roamed to the kids, and I focused on one of them. Something about his features looked familiar. He had black hair and looked like the younger version of Henry. My pulse raced when I saw the second kid next to him, and it looked much like the commanding officer in front of me.

What the fuck?

“What are you looking at?” Jareth barked.

“Are you related to Henry?” I asked in bewilderment, not intimidated by his uniform or muscular physique. Jareth contemplated my question, sizing me up before he answered.

“It’s not a secret that he’s my brother,” said Jareth. “I suggest you leave my office right now.”

I stood up from the chair, giving him a calculated look.

“I don’t know what your problem is today, Jareth, but we really need to help those omegas,” I said. “We need to go in there today.”

“We’re not ready,” he said, pursing his lips.

“Don’t you want justice for them?”

“Of course I do,” said Jareth. “But we don’t have the resources yet to take on such a huge operation. I will take it under consideration.”

“I see,” I said, and then I turned to leave, even more determined to find King Armon myself.

Luckily, I didn’t have to wait long before I bumped into him in the gardens, talking to his omega wife and drinking tea. Afterthe guards had escorted me out, I was able to lie and pretend I had more information. But instead of going to the commanding officer’s room, I turned in the opposite direction.

“Sergio,” roared King Armon upon seeing me walking towards him and his wife.

“My king,” I said, bowing. And I kissed the queen’s outstretched hand. “My queen.”

“Do you have news from the breeding camp? I haven’t heard anything in years.”

“Years?” I asked, arching my eyebrows. I knew Jareth was up to no good. He was protecting his damn brother. “Sir, I have a lot to tell you.”

After I finished relaying everything I had been telling Jareth and everything my pack had informed him about, the king’s face turned white.

“Such horrible news,” said his wife. “What are we going to do, Armon? Those omegas need us!”

Suddenly, I heard footsteps crunching behind me, and I turned, seeing a gun pointed straight at me.

“Did you fucking tell him?” growled Jareth.

“Fuck,” I muttered, hoping he wouldn’t lose it. But I was willing to die for the omegas trapped in there. I was willing to die for my mother, who had disappeared in there years ago.

“Put the gun down,” said King Armon calmly. “Or else we will kill your brother on sight. I know you don’t want that.”

At the mention of his brother, Jareth slowly lowered his gun.

“You won’t kill him?” asked Jareth.

“We will bring him in for questioning,” said King Armon, nodding to his guards, who instantly pulled the gun away from Jareth, putting handcuffs on him. “Take him to the prison for treason. I will deal with him later.”

“You’ll regret this,” hissed Jareth, his black eyes narrowed into slits as they took him away.

“Thanks for that,” I said to the king, and he nodded gruffly. He wasn’t happy at all how things turned out. Especially finding out that his commanding officer was corrupt couldn’t be easy.

“I will send my best force with you to the camp,” promised King Armon. “We will take Henry down and put an end to this nonsense. Alphas have gone astray plenty of times, including myself, but I cannot allow this to go on. It was all a rumor before, but now you’ve confirmed all the atrocities. I appreciate all the effort you’ve put in, Sergio, but we’ll take it from here.”

Three Days Later

It had beendays since stepping foot back onto the OBC grounds.

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