Page 90 of Knot So Broken

“Right, assemble the men. I want every single soldier available in that fucking estate. I want no stone left unturned. No one will leave until our Omega is safe.”

My words ring out to both my pack and my fathers who nod along with me. Ledger and Pa are already on their phones contacting the squads.

I don’t bother with any other pleasantries as I make my way out of the room and towards the armory.

I don’t change out of my torn and bloody clothes. I have no doubt that after all of this, they are only going to come out looking worse. No point in wasting anymore precious time focusing on fucking fashion.

I feel my pack mates close behind me as I make my way straight towards our assault rifles.

It's a no-brainer as I pick up my Beretta M93R as well as an extended magazine. I don’t want to take any chances. Not when it comes to my Omega. Not again.

I don’t let myself drift to thoughts of what could be happening to her right now. What these bottom feeders are doing to her. I know that if I do, I will lose my head completely.

Wrapping a belt around my waist, I attach a few knives to it. Going into an unknown situation like this, it is much better to be safe than sorry.

Before long, we are loading up into Escalades. Our highest ranking soldiers load in with us.

The drive to the warehouse district is silent. Each of us knows what is at stake. I know our soldiers are terrified of what our reaction will be if this mission isn’t successful.

If I’m honest with myself, I am too.

I run over our vague plan in my head before relaying it to the team Group A through the front, group B through the back. Apprehend as many people as you can. If worse comes to worse, shoot first, ask questions later.

Kennedy must be taken to safety immediately. Her coming out unharmed is of utmost importance.

I won’t accept anything less.

Chapter Thirty One

Achill seeps into my skin as I stare up at the cement ceiling above me. I don’t know how long I have been in this cell for.

Time has evaded me in this prison.

My heat was all but over as quickly as it began. They refused to mate me until my mate marks have been completely dissolved. They already succeeded with our bonds. A bullet to each of my mates ensured that.

I guess it's the only thing that has saved me from being raped by them. I could tell that each time my scent spiked, the hold they had on themselves threatened to snap.

My body has been drained dry of tears. My sobs are just noise now.

They are my only company as they lull me to sleep each night.

My nightmares return, filing what was once peaceful nights with terror as I watch my mates be shot over and over again.

The only company - aside from my tears - is Jaiden who brings me down my meals three times a day. It seems he has also been demoted to ensuring that I am bathed every day.

They may have me locked in a cage like a dog, but they refuse to have me smelling like one.

Make it make sense.

For the first few visits, Jaiden copped my verbal wrath. I caught him wincing at my vitriol more than once but it did nothing to satisfy me.

Eventually the words faded, turning into silence.

A key turning the lock to my cage notifies me that it's shower time, again. Rising from the cot in the corner of the room, I face the Alpha. He doesn’t say anything as he steps aside allowing me to walk through the door. His only insurance to ensure that I don’t run is his grip around my wrist. Which is pointless.

Why would I run?

What is out there for me anymore?

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