Page 12 of Rage

“We wouldn’t expect any less, kitten.”

“What happens next?”

“Sleep, little omega. You’ll find out in the morning.”

And I fell asleep to the sensation of safe, warm arms around me—and the sound of terrified male screams.

I woke to the sound of chirping birds and the soft light of the early morning sun, filtered by my grandmother’s curtains.

I sighed, snuggling into the warm, hard pillow.

Wait.

Birds?

Sunlight?

My grandma’s curtains?

I had to be dreaming.

My eyes popped open. I expected to see the gray walls of my cell, the dark, dismal reality of Hell. My whole body ached.

I was greeted by sunlight filtering through my grandma’s curtains.

I was in my cottage.

I washome.

And surrounded by my alphas on all sides.

“Oh, good, you’re awake,” Owen chuckled. “I was worried we’d fucked you into a coma.”

“How are we even here?” I asked.

Alec stroked my hair, his own gleaming in the sunlight.

Sunlight. I hadn’t seen it in seven years. It warmed my soul and made something in me ache.

“After you passed out, we killed the guards. And the warden. They deserved it. We freed the omegas—your friend Belle included. It was a bloodbath, but it was necessary. Then we went into your files, found your address, and decided to bring you home.”

Home.

“And what about all of you?” I asked.

This time, Liam spoke up.

“We’re staying, of course, little omega.”

“Good.” I snuggled into them. I wanted them, these big, scary alpha protectors. The bites on my neck throbbed, and I eyed my alphas’ necks.

“We haven’t completed the bond,” I pointed out.

A smile lit Liam’s face, turning his cold gaze warm, like the sunlight was inside him, too, not just the house.

Our house.

Home,my inner omega declared, allowing no argument.

Home,I agreed.

“Well, we’ll have to do that,” he growled, and then they were on top of me.

And what happened after?

Well, I’m sure you can guess.

(Reader, I did not kill them.)

THE END

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