Page 5 of Omega Alliance

It worked. Oh my God, I can't believe it worked.

"D—?" Sin begins to whisper, but I quickly urge her to stay quiet. The Alliance can't know I've found a way to contact her in secret, because if they do, it will cost her what little freedoms she enjoys, and it could cost me my very life.

Still, she’s worth the risk. She’s worth it all.

I first realized I was falling in love with Sin when I came to work on our fourth tattoo together, a delicate butterfly on her shoulder. Our faces remained quite close as I hunched over the blank spot of canvas on her skin, making it hard for me to focus. Instead I noticed every little gesture and affectation, the things the camera never picked up from so far away.

The moment was shockingly intimate.

And then I heard her voice for the first time—not just her words, but her actual voice. It was like a balm for my soul, like all my life I had been aching for something and it was finally there in that gentle rasp.

"You take such good care of me, Dani," she said, dragging her gaze up to meet mine. "Thank you."

Layered beneath that simple pleasantry, I found so much more. I realized I was all she had in this strange and modern prison of hers, and I made it my mission to free her.

Sin is so much more than the scripted personality they've attempted to create. I can see it in her eyes and feel it on her skin. She is a precious, vibrant person, and she deserves so much better than what the world has offered thus far.

"We'll get her out of there," Kieran promised when I told my pack how much my heart ached for her. They've always claimed that they don't need an omega, that I am enough for them. But I want my men to leave a legacy, and that's something I just can't offer them as a beta.

I fell in love with her for them just as much as I did for myself. So we cleaned up our act and joined the Omega Alliance, giving our pack access to Sin.

Betas aren't legally recognized as pack members the way alphas and omegas are, which meant my anonymous employers had no idea I could watch Sin even when I wasn't with her in the tattoo parlor. They had no idea I found a way to access her, provided I was willing to be patient.

And we've already established I would do anything for her…

Finally our pack won a lottery, the chance to dress our girl for an afternoon. So I sent her that dress, the one that matches the color of my eyes. I knew it would be a subtle gesture of my affection, hoped it would ease her discomfort regarding what must happen next.

My alpha Jax is a tech wiz, and as the CTO of a major company, he has access to a hundred other brilliant minds. They knew better than to question him when he ordered work on this new passion project—tech so small that it could be woven into a fabric undetected and controlled from afar. He claimed it would revolutionize the personal security industry and likely be acquired by the Department of Defense before long.

And now Sin's entire dress is threaded with his invention. It enables me to watch her, hear her, practically feel her as I observe from our living room. The Alliance's cameras provide the visual, but Jax's nanotechnology does the rest.

I watch her now as she stares at herself in the mirror. She's heard me, but she doesn't yet realize I can see her too. Then again, everyone can see her whenever they'd like simply by tuning in.

"We're going to get you out of there," I whisper, echoing the promise Kieran made to me nearly two years ago.

Her lips pucker in a pout. It's enough to make my heart skip a beat. She doesn't understand yet, but she will.

My fingers itch to reach out and touch her. But I stay silent for a beat, knowing the danger we’ll all be in if the Alliance realizes what’s happening right under their watchful gaze. Even with the sound-dampening properties of Jax's polytech fabric, I still can't be too careful.

"Tonight. We're busting you out tonight," I clarify when it becomes clear that no one else is aware of our unbiddenconnection. "Just listen to my instructions when they come. I'll keep you safe. You can trust me, Sin."

She tilts her head subtly in a show of agreement, a micro-expression that would be impossible to catch if I weren't already waiting for it.

"I'm going silent," I inform her softly, hating that I have to break our connection, even if it is to implement the next part of our plan. "But I'll come back, Sin. I'll always come back for you."

three

SIN

When the line with Dani falls silent, loneliness swallows my quickly beating heart. I am always on my own in this fancy fishbowl, but for just one fleeting moment, I had someone here with me. An ally.

I've always found it funny that they call themselves the Omega Alliance when the directors and watchers have come together with the intent of subjecting me to their misguided affection, whether I like it or not. Their moniker makes it sound as if they're devoted to securing omega rights, or at the very least researching why my kind is suddenly dying outen masse.

Instead they make themselves feel good by purporting to love what I am while at the same time making me suffer for it.

Suddenly I realize I've been left on my own for too long. It's hardly been three minutes, yet this lapse represents a major oversight on the director's part. I’m supposed to do my stretches,always a popular act with my lascivious viewers, watching me bend and bow but never break.

I turn toward the wall, expecting words to light across it.

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