Page 194 of Fallen Omega

I dodge it. I need to conserve every scrap of energy I can. “I could kill her.”

He growls and darts in, an uppercut hits that I don’t have time to move away from.

“Keep away from her,” he snarls. “She’s got nothing to do with this.”

He cares.

“You in bed with the Council?” I ask. “Or just her?”

“She’s a means to an end,” Ghost says. “They want your omega. I couldn’t give a fuck except it’s a perfect way to get my revenge. Not to mention if you’ve got the Hover Valley area, you’re beyond rich and powerful. The little girl’s perfect, and she just fell into my lap.” His head tilts with realization. Then, he laughs. “Wait, you love her, the omega, don’t you? That’s a shame, since I’m taking her.”

My chest tightens at the wordlove.“Touch her and I’ll kill you, rip you apart.”

“You couldn’t when I was a part of your little wannabeclub, and you can’t now. I’ll cut out your omega’s fucking heart,” he says. “Consider her gone. You could have saved her, marked her, had her mark you, but it’s too late now. The President wants her, and I’ll pick up the pieces of this place and take Hover Valley when she’s done.” He grins.

“How’s that gonna go with you and your girl, Susan, dead?” I say. “Sounds like a more fitting end to me.”

He ignores me.

“Of course I’ll be the one secretly in charge…or in control of the Council through Susan. People underestimate the ones who drift through life, like me. Like Susan. I’ll take everything from you and let that fat fuck, Craig, do the horrible things he’s planning for his omega wife. What he and his vile sons are planning.”

“They won’t touch her.”

“You’ll be dead, Dante. By my hand. Call it payback. Call her my reward.”

“And Susan? When I kill her?”

“You won’t.” He laughs. “As I said. You’ll be dead and she’ll also be mine. I might start a harem. Your omega could birth me an army. Or just be there to release tension when I’m feeling particularly cruel.”

I stare. He’s never been that level of vile with women. But he said it, true or not, and they’re words that seal his fate.

I pull out my knife and flick it open and come at him. His knife is at the ready. He keeps circling me as I do him, neither of us coming too close or staying too far for me or even him to move. To strike.

We know each other, how we fight, the way our instincts work. There’s only one way he’ll go down. It’s something I’d chance, too. So I go at him on my strong side, and he lashes out.

I subvert it and lean into that slash, so the knife cuts into me. The clarity of pain and its adrenaline rush allows me tocome up, the weapon in my hand going in for his guts and slicing up.

I push. Hard.

Then I kick him off my knife and let him go.

He looks at me in shock.

Ghost crumples. Dead.

Chapter

Thirty-Nine

Lizette

The words that Ghost said to me play in my head as I listen to the fight, the grunts, the horrible words and what he wants to do to me. The terrible thump of a body hitting the ground.

My eyes itch and burn, and I can’t move.

I don’t…I don’t know what happened, who went down.

There’s silence, even as my ears ring.

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