Page 20 of Omega Alliance

Dani and Sin have been alone in that bedroom for a long time, and I’m tired of waiting for them to emerge.

“Knock, knock,” I call through the closed door before shoving it open. I half expect the two of them to jump apart at my intrusion, but if they were doing anything sexy, they’ve already finished it by now.

And now I have a raging hard-on just thinking of the possibilities. Perfect. Just fucking perfect.

I tend to be a mind over matter kind of guy, but I’m still an alpha. Of course I get hard thinking of my mate with another woman, especially one as beautiful and as forbidden as Sin.

Both women glance up at me as I enter. One wears a smile, the other a look of consternation.

“Jax,” Dani exclaims. “Come join us!” She scoots over along the bed and pats the newly vacated spot between her and Sin.

Sin watches me with wide purple eyes. I still remember when they televised the procedure to change her natural browns to this otherworldly violet color. I wonder what she looked like before the Omega Alliance started turning her into an amalgamation of the populace's shared desires.

She sucks in a deep breath as I sit, and tension washes over the room.

We only exchanged the briefest of hellos last night before she decided to retire to her room, and I need to say somethingnow to break the ice. So I settle on, “It’s so strange, seeing you in person after watching you on this.” I pull my phone from my pocket and hold it up with a shrug.

Sin raises her hand, reaches for my device, then hesitates.

“It’s okay. You can take it.” I wait until she has a grip, and then I let go.

She scrunches up her nose as she studies the blank screen, and I lean over her to activate it with my thumbprint. She gasps as the phone lights up, revealing the contents of its splash page.

I glance to Dani, but she remains a quiet observer, letting me have this moment with Sin to myself. “They never let you have one of these in there, did they?” It’s a thought that makes me angry. Technology is so ubiquitous in our lives, and yet the Alliance deprived her of even the most basic access.

Sin shakes her head and brings her finger to hover over an icon emblazoned with the OA logo. She hesitates for a moment before pressing down. “It’s been a long time since I held one of these in my hands. You know,before.They’re smaller now. Funny.” At once, the feed is activated. Normally the world would be watching her eat breakfast right about now, but instead the feed is blank, save for flashing text that announces “Unforeseen Difficulties” and urges the viewer to “Check back soon.”

“Their current difficulties were definitely unforeseen,” Sin quips, then chances a small smile, endearing me to her more than ever.

“That’s what we were counting on.” I close the OA feed, then click on one of the other icons, a photo reel. “This is our pack house,” I tell her after flicking through the images to find the one I want. “It’s a long way from here, which is why we didn’t immediately take you there.”

She glances up at me, unspoken questions in her eyes.

“Do you remember where you were living before the Alliance… well, captured you?” It's a delicate subject, but onewe'll need to approach eventually. Why not now when I can fit it into our conversation so naturally?

“Ohio,” she breathes.

“That’s a long way away.” I close the photos and bring up a map, pointing to the place she identified, then drag my finger up.

“Our pack lives here in Toronto.” I move my fingers apart to zoom out on the map, and then move up, up, up, and to the left. “The Alliance is here.” I point at the large mass of land. “In Alaska.”

She blinks hard, then turns to me. “Why so far?”

“Protection is my guess. Alaska is difficult terrain to traverse. Makes it hard to sneak in and made them think they were safe. We sure showed them, right?”

“Yeah, we did!” Dani cheers and nudges Sin in the ribs with her elbow.

“If you live so far, then why do you come all this way to work on my tattoos?” Sin asks, and it’s a good question.

“They don’t know I live in Toronto. They think I moved up here to be close to the complex, because I, uh, kind of told them that.” Dani’s face flushes with embarrassment, but she quickly recovers as she continues her explanation. “Originally it was supposed to be a one- or two-time thing, but the watchers liked it so much, they decided to offer me a regular gig. I couldn’t leave my pack, but I also couldn’t leave you. So I commuted.”

“Oh.” Sin smiles at me and hands back my phone.

“You can keep it if you want,” I say. “I’ll get a new one when I go back tonight.”

Her smile vanishes in an instant. “You’re leaving?”

I don’t know why she looks so sad at the thought, but it fills me with both warmth and sorrow to have that effect on her so soon into our acquaintanceship.

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