Page 45 of The Feisty Omega

“Fuck off! Get your hands off me.” I wriggled and squirmed, my skin burning where I tried to twist out of their grip, but they just grabbed me harder.

The two alphas followed along behind in silence.

“Help! Help!” I screamed frantically.

No-one came.

Despite the risk of injury, I kept up my resistance every step of the way. The guest rooms were located on the first floor and if we made it there, I was doomed. Undeterred, the massive betas simply dragged me along. As I kicked and squealed, they simply tightened their grip on my arms, knowing the alphas following behind couldn’t see what they were doing. Claws erupted from fingertips and stung my skin, and red pinpricks bubbled to the surface.

With growing alarm I saw the upper levels fall away behind us, and the landing of the first floor appear. I continued to struggle, half-sobbing in desperation, until I was thrust roughly inside the first open doorway we came to. As I staggered, struggling to stay on my feet, I heard the alphas talking but couldn’t hear what they said over the panicked surging of blood in my head.

Talius!I wailed in my head, as I rushed to try the window, but we’d stuck to the rules, never consummated our natural bond, and he couldn’t hear me. An unwanted tear trickled out the side of my eye and wandered down the side of my face as the window rattled futilely in its frame. I pressed myself up against the window ledge. Throwing back my head, I howled in despair.

There was no answering howl. I was alone, except for the alpha who’d come to claim me against my wishes.

I closed my eyes. I heard the door slam shut and the latch click over. Not that I stood a chance of getting past Marius. He was twice my size in both height and width. Young and muscular, many omegas would have been thrilled to partner with him. But my heart already had an alpha.

"Shut the fuck up," Marius said.

Opening my eyes, I took a deep breath, wiped my cheek, folded my arms across my chest (though I really wanted to wrap them around myself) and glared at him.

“I don’t want to mate with you,” I snarled defiantly, despite the trickle of moisture on my face. “You can’t make me.”

He snorted, and my legs trembled. I felt sick. We both knew he could totally make me. And as an alpha, no-one would fault him. It was completely unfair. And it was frightening. I’d never given much thought to the place of omegas in society, but this situation was a stark reminder of how unequal we actually were.

“I don’t want to mate you,” he said.

Wait!What?

“Ww-well, that’s good… to know,” I stuttered, flustered.

What did this mean? I mustered my courage and decided to go on the offensive. After all, it wasn’t as if I didn’t know him from Christmases with Talius’ pack. “Why the fuck are you here then?” I demanded aggressively.

Marius’s dark brown eyes simply stared at me for a minute.

“You’re a foul-mouthed omega, Irian,” he observed. Then he sighed, “I didn’t have much choice about coming here…our families think they’ve got this all sewn up. But I don’t want to mate you, and I know you and Talius are a thing, so… I thought if I helped you get out of here, you could find him.”

“What’s in it for you?” I asked suspiciously, wondering if this was a trap. I hardly dared trust him.

“I told you, I don’t want to mate you. And if you’re gone, then they can’t make me.”

I watched him for the briefest of moments as my brain tried to process everything. Suddenly I thought I knew. I felt a twinge of sympathy for him.

“There’s someone, isn’t there?” I asked, my voice softening from challenging to a more thoughtful tone.

“Yes,” a sad look of longing crossed his face for the briefest of moments, then he schooled his features, “but I can’t… it’s complicated.”

“It’s always fucking complicated,” I swore under my breath. He heard me anyway. His eyes went wide with surprise. Then he laughed.

“You’re a feisty guy.”

I glared at him, but he just kept rocking back and forth on the spot, holding his sides, cheeks puffed and red as he failed to contain his amusement.

“Talius is welcome to you. He’s going to have his hands full.”

“Rude,” I observed, lifting my nose in the air huffily, but I allowed myself the faintest curve of the lips, relief flooding through me like liquid gold in my veins. Marius was going to help me get out of this room and I’d go find my alpha.

Chapter 19

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