Page 64 of Broken Dreams

My entire body shudders with desire, going from casually talking to extremely turned on in welcome time. Fuck, being an omega is strange.

My arms tighten around Quinn, and her arms wrap immediately around me, my perfume and arousal affecting her as she wriggles her ass against my hardening cock. Releasing an embarrassing whimper, I can feel the color flood my cheeks.

Not fair.The words are desperately scrawled out, hurried and messy.

“No, I think the time for fair is passing very quickly, Quinn,” Duncan murmurs, his teeth nipping at her jawline. “We’ve been holding back, being really careful. We’re just waiting for you two to release us from our shackles of control.”

I watched them both while we moved through the darkened hallways of the club, sex and arousal heavy in the air as we madeour escape. Even when they killed and removed Saxon from our path, their control was tight enough to keep to the plan.

This entire time, I’ve seen the banked desire in their eyes while they’ve spoken to us. I have a feeling that Quinn and I would both be lit up with flames from the inside out by these men.

Are we ready for all of that?

The moment is interrupted by a growl as a phone begins to ring, and Duncan pulls his cell out.

“It’s him again,” he mutters.

The guys told me about the calls they’ve been receiving, and Quinn confirmed in writing that it’s Alpha Sanchez. I didn’t hear him on the phone when I followed Quinn at a distance to the office. Something was pulling her there, and I was content to see what it was. I did, however, see the phone get tossed to the floor, and later was filled in about who the caller was.

“Alpha Sanchez was always good to us,” I whisper almost hesitantly.

“Why did he never try to get you out?” Callum growls angrily.

Callum spares not a thought to the possible consequences if the alpha had. We may never have found the Kelly brothers, or we could have been killed if we’d made a run for it.

There were a lot of reasons why they were successful, and part of it was luck. It could have gone pear shaped.

Helplessly, I shrug, because the phone is still ringing and I don’t know the answer to that. I can’t put words into Alpha Sanchez’ mouth for why he’s done anything.

Does he just miss free access to us, or is there a deeper reason for why he’s calling? I never got the feeling that he was this?—

That’s a lie, though, isn’t it? His touch always felt as if he was branding things he couldn’t say onto our skin. Quinn actually let herself go more with him than she ever has, and he treated us with a respect we never received from anyone else.

Confusing, fuck, I’m so at a loss on how to deal with him.

“Answer it,” I rasp. The sound of the rings as they cut off and then restart are jarring on my senses.

Quinn must feel it too, because she shifts on my lap to curl her legs up and turns to wrap her arms around me. If I thought it wouldn’t be seen as odd, I’d move her so that she’s straddling my thighs, and every inch of her was pressed against me.

It’s about comfort, not sex for us, because neither of us knows how to feel about Alpha Sanchez.

Hesitantly, Duncan finally accepts the call, but remains silent. Not everyone can sit in silence, because it makes them uncomfortable. That’s untrue of the Kelly brothers.

This is a power move for them.

The quiet stretches out, though I can hear Alpha Sanchez’ soft breathing.

“Makayla?” he asks, his voice ragged with sounds like grief. Oh my god. “Look, I will find them. I don’t know what you’re playing at or who you are, but I will figure it out. Linus and Makayla are my scent matches. Being away from them makes my skin crawl.”

Quinn hides her face in my neck, deciding to clamber into my arms in the way I originally wanted her to. Her koala embrace helps my racing heartbeat, but my breathing is ragged. I doubt that Alpha Sanchez can hear it.

“You had plenty of chances to prove yourself,” Duncan rumbles. His voice is dominant and powerful, making it clear he doesn’t give a shit about Alpha Sanchez’ plight. “You don’t deserve them. Lose my number, let them build their lives.”

“Happiness is a toll paid for every day, and sometimes moment by moment,” Callum says, the skin around his eyes pinches with fury. “When have you ever felt compelled to pay your share?”

Alpha Sanchez is silent now, though I can hear his breathing and the way it sounds shredded and chaotic. If I were to close my eyes, I might be able to see the way his chest would heave with exertion, though the reasoning behind it back then was very different.

Now that the truth is out there, things are beginning to fall into place. He didn’t want to be pulled to us. I imagine it’s why he would stay away from us for long periods of time. Sometimes months.

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