Page 111 of Knot All is Forgiven

"Who the fuck are you?" he says, eyes raking down my body, sizing me up.

"I'm her Alpha." I bend down and pick my Omega up, and she feels so tiny, so broken in my arms. Her head lolls backward, and her arm falls towards the floor. The Alpha, Mr. Woods, steps towards me, and I bark at him to stay where he is.

Clearly, I'm the more dominant of the two of us because he stops moving.

I take off down the hallway towards her office. Lanie pops her head up and says something unintelligible, but I don't have timeto deal with her. I don't trust her. I don't want her near my Omega.

Once in her office, I drop to the floor, cradling her close, brushing her hair off her face, and rocking her back and forth.

I'm a doctor. I should be able to tell what is going on right now. I did a residency, even if I went into research instead of practice. But I can't think straight. All I can see is that my Omega is hurt.

I'm not sure how long I clutch her to my chest, fear and anger clouding my vision, before I heard heavy steps stumble into the office. I look up to see Cyrus standing over us. My body acts without thinking, and I growl at him. His eyes widen, and he immediately steps backward.

"Russ, buddy, what's going on?"

I don't answer him.

My Omega isn't waking up.

I force out a broken purr, holding her to my chest while keeping an eye on the other Alpha. He hovers close, looking around the office in confusion.

"Icarus, tell me what's happening, please." The whine with his plea proves to me how worried he is. Maybe he does care for her the way I do.

"Hurt," I tell him. That's all I can say to him. I don't know why, but there are no other words.

Next through the door is Slime, his green hair sticking to his face with sweat. He takes one look at my Omega and drops to his knees, reaching to pull her out of my lap.

"Simon, I don't think that-" Cyrus doesn't finish his thought before I punch Slime in the nose. Blood immediately pours down his face, and I hum in pleasure, knowing that I protected my Omega.

No one will take her from me.

"What the actual fuck, Russ?" Simon howls, scrambling back. Cyrus tosses him a box of tissues from Jordan's desk, and hecleans himself up, never taking his eyes off of me. "I just want to see her, to know she's okay."

"Mine," I snap.

"We care about her, too!" The green-haired one cries out.

"He won't care about that," comes the dark, deep voice of the final Alpha. Rafe gives me a wide berth, perching up against the desk. "He's in Alpha guard. Something happened that caused her Omega to shut down her body. Icarus is pure Alpha instincts right now to protect his Omega."

I narrow my eyes at the newcomer, dressed all in black with a button-up shirt and trousers but shining gold cufflinks. He shows me his palms and leans his head to the side, baring his neck to me.

Huh.

That makes me feel better.

"Hurt," I tell him, knowing he can help.

"Yeah, buddy, she is," he says softly, crouching to be at eye level with me. "Can we get you to carry her out of here, and let's go to the hospital? They can help you take care of her."

I don't like the idea of needing someone else to help my Omega. My displeasure must show on my face because the dark-haired Alpha exposes his neck to me again before he says, "You're doing a great job helping your Omega. But she is so special that she deserves everyone to stop what they're doing to take care of her, right?"

I clamor to my feet, holding her tighter to my chest, and nod at Rafe. He takes the lead, walking out of the office towards the elevator while telling the other two to protect my back.

The annoying Beta woman shouts something, but Cyrus barks at her as we load into the elevator. Simon is sniffling, but I don't care if it's from blood or tears. All I care about is the Omega in my arms.

Rafe leads us to his sporty black car, which is a tight squeeze for all of us, but we manage. I sit in the back with my Omega in my lap and Cyrus beside me as Rafe drives us to the hospital.

"Why aren't we getting an ambulance?" Simon asks from the passenger seat.

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