Page 84 of The Knotty Omega

He looks unsure, but I send him a wave of reassurance through the bond. “Fine. I’ll be waiting right. Here.”

Once in the restroom, I clean myself up and breathe a sigh of relief when I see a little dispenser of scent-stifling panty liners. That should help.

After getting sorted and leaving the restroom, I move down the hallway to find my pack. Before I make it out though, a group of alphas passing by stiffen and turn to look at me.

Ah, fuck.

Pack Dickface. The pack that Brennan had to step in and help me with when they got handsy.

And they’re looking at me like they’re thinking about doing it again.

“Well, well, if it isn’t that omega-bitch.” Jonah snarls as they prowl towards me. I send a wave of panic to Titus through the bond, hoping he’s paying attention.

“Still don’t know my name?” I shoot back, rather stupidly if I’m being honest.

Harry pushes his arm against my throat, nearly cutting off my air as he pins me to the wall. I try as hard as I can to lift my knee to strike him in the crotch, but this dress is really limiting my mobility.

“Don’t need to know your name to teach you some manners.” He snarls, getting entirely too close to my face. Shrimp and garlic on his breath makes me gag. My fingernails dig at his arm, as my vision starts to tunnel. I can barely breathe.

“What the fuck is her scent?” Chadwick mutters. “It smells like—” Then Brody. standing near the back and looking unsure pipes up.

“Guys, check out her bites. She’ll probably have someone looking for her. We should just leave—”

“Back the fuck up and release my omega!” Titus roars from behind them, the last half of his sentence spoken as an alpha bark. His dominance rolls off him in waves. Shocked, Harry staggers back, and I fall to the floor, clutching my throat and gulping in precious mouthfuls of air. In the next second, caramel and bourbon fills my senses as Mattie scoops me up, holding me close to his chest.

“Are you alright,amore mio?” Mattie asks worriedly, and I can feel is concern lighting up the bond.

Swallowing, I nod.

“Keep that bitch of yours on a leash before someone else does it for you,” Harry snarls, jabbing a finger in my direction.

A chorus of growls rip through the air at the words, and Titus grabs him by the neck, holding him against the wall, not unlike how that alpha had me a moment ago. His packmates don’t even try to help him. “If you ever speak of my omega again, in any context, I will fucking end you.” Titus ignores the alpha clutching at his throat, and in the bond I feel something I’ve never experienced from Titus.

Dark rage.

Tentatively, I brush the edges of our bond, sending a shudder through his back muscles. Just like that, the rage recedes, and in its place is thankfulness that they got to me in time. Without ceremony, he drops the alpha to ground, and growls menacingly at the rest of the pack. “Get your shit and leave. I’ll be telling security what we walked in on, and be thankful I’m not taking it further. For now.”

The pack scrambles, running like little bitches as I try to catch my breath.

“They’re, um…” my breathing picks up, and in the next moment, I’m surrounded by the scents of my alphas.

“Don’t speak yet, sweetheart,” Simon murmurs, stroking down my cheek with his thumb. “Wait until we’re in the car.”

We leave early, and I feel bad about making Simon ditch his work event, but his boss was understanding when he found out what happened.

We all settle in the limo that brought us here and Simon checks me over, looking at my neck and checking for tenderness. “You should be okay in a day or two,” he says, frowning. “But I hate that this happened. Who were those guys?”

Ollie moves to sit on the floor between my legs, holding onto my ankle and I let out a sigh, still shaky from what happened. “They’re the pack I met with before you all. They’re the same guys who’s omega left them because of a Knotty Omega Article.”

“Fuck,” Archie curses, pulling out his phone. “Could they be the Sheffield pack? The ones who have been causing all those issues on social media?”

Shit. Yes. The screenshot on that video...I pull out my phone and search "SheffieldAlpha89" on the social media app, and just like I thought, all their videos revolve around the one post that made Pack Dickface's omega leave them.

“I think it definitely is.” I nod, showing them my phone. “It all lines up.”

“I’ll have my guys look into it.” Titus says, holding me close. “We’ll get this sorted out, angel. I promise.”

If they’re the ones who have been spreading all that hate on social media, are they the ones who broke into my apartment? If they are, how did they find out where I lived? They can’t know I'm The Knotty Omega. If they did, they would have blasted me on social media, trying to get other people to harass me. But my identity is still intact. Is it possible that they have issues with me as Cady,andme as The Knotty Omega without realizing that I’m the same person? I’m missing something, I just don’t know what it is.

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