Page 204 of Fallen Omega

We’re different, the whole control and the reasons we left the Council ruled world—just like her father—is to escape that whole bullshit of decisions made because you were born a certain fucking way.

But Knight came from that world.

And he offers her something like home.

I rub my eyes.

Does it even matter?

Wefit. With her.

Just like the three of us can rule as equal alphas of our pack.

But first I need Dante to get it together.

We need to save our omega and stop Council interference. Because that’s a major disaster.

“I’m going to take them out. All of them, Seb. Every last one, and when I’m finished here, I’ll burn the fucking Council down.”

“Nice chest thumping, Dante, but no.”

He pours himself a glass and sets the bottle down reaching for the gun once more. With his other hand he pats his pocket then his ankle, clearly checking his weapons.

Not because he’s checking that he put them in place, but because he’s reminding himself just how armed he is and what he wants to do.

“The Council isn’t some cheap one man show, Dante. It has branches. It’s all over. And yeah, there’s a real HQ, but they also have octopus arms so take out one and it just fucking keeps going. You’re not doing anything but getting yourself dead and our operation blown the fuck up. We keep it local, and you don’t head out like some idiotic vigilante and fucking murder anyone. And that’s coming from me. If I thought we could, I’d have fucking done it already.”

“So I’ll kill this lot. Blame it on the full moon.”

I rub my head. When he’s in deep denial, he’s hard work, and he makes me fucking talk way too much.

“Today goes on as normal. Same as tonight. They’re not making a move yet.” I outline what Lizette told me the dead fucker said. “Right now, things are in holding. The Council thinks Ghost has either double crossed them or done his job and the dead fuck got in the way.”

He looks at me. “The body was gone.”

I know but I nod. “If he’s alive, he’s disappeared.”

“I want to make sure.”

“You’re not going on a hunting expedition. His part’sfinished.” He opens his mouth but I keep going. “How the fuck do I know? I know him and so do you. If someone didn’t take the body and he’s alive, he’s gone. His part is done, he knows how to cut losses, and make an exit.”

“Losses?”

“Ghost, if he survived, is heading back out of town and thinks his job is done. If he lives, a loss to him is not seeing your guts spilled. But he’d take such a loss. Man like that will figure another day another chance.”

He closes his eyes. “If he survived.”

“We need to deal with the bigger threat and by my thinking we have…” I think about it. “We have a day or two. We let her heal and run the business as usual.”

“And then?” Dante grips his hand cannon. “They won’t give up. They want her for a reason and fuck if I know.”

“I know.”

He looks at me.

“I think I know,” I amend. “If I’m right we can stop it and get things back to the status quo.” Then I drop the good bomb. “And give ourselves guaranteed future protection.”

Like providence, Knight bursts in with his laptop. Not his porn one, his real one. I still can’t believe he went to that level on the off chance he’d need to throw someone off the scent. Then again, it is dubious genius.

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