Page 29 of Knot Dead Yet

Not stopping, I wove between folks. If they looked at me with concern or annoyance, I didn’t know. I had to get away from the kidnapper. I couldn’t let him take me.

I flew as if the world were ending and I could outrun it. Lights past by me in a blur. My throat burned and my chest hurt. Someone had tried to kidnap me. Some creepy calm fucker who called me a sweet girl.

My leg muscles cramped as I saw the hotel ahead. Less than a block. I was almost there.

Yet it seemed so far.

I wanted Kane to hold me, Casimir’s gentle caresses, and Maddox’s purr to soothe me. With them, I felt cared for and protected. Here and now, I was alone. My father didn’t care and my friends were scattered across the country. No one would notice for a while if I went missing.

Winding my way to the side of the hotel, I stumbled across the parking lot. Almost inside. Almost to safety.

Something scraped along the ground and I jumped. My head whipped back and forth, but it was only a piece of trash blowing in the wind. I let out a weak and wet laugh.

Using my keycard, I opened the side entrance and hoped no one would see me as I took the stairs up. My hair was all over the place, my nose was snotty, and my pants were soaked with slick. They might kick me out thinking I was on drugs.

But someone had attacked me.

Logic dictated I should call the cops. The perpetrator would be easier to catch the sooner I had the police on the case.

I reached my floor and lurched into the hallway. Two doors down. “You can do it.”

My voice didn’t even sound like my own.

I peered back and forth down the corridor as I approached my door. No one lurked around the corners. There wasn’t a peep from anyone on the floor.

Scanning my card, I opened the door and dashed into the room. The lights turned on automatically, and I frantically scanned the main part of the suite. I was alone. Safe and alone.

I fell to the floor and let myself cry. Great heaving messy sobs.

I’d almost been an Omega statistic. Another Omega who vanished without a trace, and the only reason I was chosen as a victim was because I was an Omega.

The sooner I called the cops the better.

No. If I filed a report, they’d want me to stick around. My father would definitely lock me in the room. Even if I promised to go back west to stay with Callista and her tightly secure household, he’d never let me go.

Shit, shit, shit!

No one could know. I felt restricted enough being an Omega, I wasn’t going to add to that.

I was safe now in the suite. The bastard couldn’t get in here.

But I didn’t feel safe. That instinct to flee still pulsed through me along with the need to be knotted. Messy chaos raged through my body and heart.

Still crying, I pulled off my boots and threw my coat onto the nearest chair, and crawled to my bathroom. I clutched my abdomen as I switched on my shower and almost threw up as I started to take off my clothes.

I was all alone in Winnipeg writhing on the bathroom floor with my heat and there was no one to help me.

Fuck my life.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN – Alderic

Maddox smashed Chicago’s center against the boards, and I darted past, stealing the spinning puck. Another of the Flurry’s players yelled at the ref and demanded that Maddox be given a penalty. Two less players on me as I neared the center line and passed to Ewan.

The seconds ticked away. Ten left until the end of the game. We were tied zero to zero.

Fans in the arena screamed as Ewan dodged a check from one of the defense men. The other to that pair was on Kane who circled Chicago’s net.

Sweat trickled down my temples. My hair clung to my forehead, and I pushed away the urge to swipe it back.

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