Page 96 of The Knotty Omega
I can’t stop the whimper that escapes my throat at his words, but cut it off as quickly as I can. I’m not going to let these guys shake me.
“Plus, it helps when your brother is the DA and can blackmail the judge to get him to post bail after the fact.” Harry chuckles, and I see red. We’re getting further and further away from Tito’s and I don’t know where they’re parked.
Closing my eyes tight, I go through every defensive move I learned in my classes I took with Hannah.
I can’t think of any that would help me in this situation, but…a good old fashioned throat punch never failed anyone, right?
I just need to wait until he’s not looking at me so he doesn’t see it coming.
“Laura, I don’t understand how you fit into all of this. Why are you working with Pack Sheffield?”
Laura scoffs. “I’ve never liked you, and your snooty little high and mighty attitude. You think you’re so much better than me just because you take a knot and turn into a pathetic, horny mess once every three months? Please. Pack Sheffield has promised to introduce me to some powerful friends if I—”
Harry snaps his head towards Laura, “Don’t you say another word—”
I take my chance.
My fist flies up, hitting him square in the throat.
Bracing myself for the fall as the alpha’s eyes bulge out and his hands fly to his neck, I land on my back with an “oof”.
Harry can’t speak, but Laura shrieks and Jonas lunges for me, just as I throw my foot up and kick him straight in the balls. Rolling out of the way so he doesn’t land on me, I scramble to my feet, the sound of my blood rushing in my ears.
Harry is clutching his throat, Jonas is on his knees, and Laura is looking between the three of us like she might run.
I need to run.
My feet start moving, but then the click of a gun and fucking Chadwick’s voice rings out. “I wouldn’t run if I were you, omega.”
Shit.
“Don’t turn around.” He growls, and I slowly lift my hands, swallowing roughly.
Laura’s expression turns to one of victory. “Ha! I knew it. You really aren’t as tough as you pretend to be, are you? You know, I didn’t even know you had met with Pack Sheffield for a pack date before I sent them the address to ‘The Knotty Omega’s’ apartment. That just happened to be a happy accident.”
My heart sinks lower.
I mean, it makes sense. She was one of the only people who knew who I was, and she knew where I lived. But to hear her admit it, out loud?
“Why?” I ask roughly, looking the beta in the eyes as Chadwick puts the gun away and ties my hands behind my back. “What did I ever do to you, Laura? Were you the one who vandalized my desk, too?”
She only smirks. “That one was a little trickier. Did you know that the owners demand that they shut off the cameras every night from midnight to seven? The owners of the company think it’s a waste of money to keep them on all the time. So easy to ask the night security guard to let me in around six because I forgot my laptop charger.” She rolls her eyes. “Then all I had to do was…convincehim to keep his mouth shut about seeing me.”
Ew.
Chadwick ties off the knot, and roughly grabs me, barking at his packmates. “Come on, you stupid fuckers. I can’t believe you let an omega get the drop on you.”
“CADY!” Titus’ desperate voice calls out, far away, but I see him in the distance, coming out of Tito’s, and Laura pales.
“You said none of her alphas were here!” Harry hisses. “And nobody is supposed to know about that back entrance but employees!”
Laura stammers, “They…they must have put everything together quickly and had someone show them.”
“OVER HERE!” I cry out before Chadwick slaps a hand over my mouth.
Then everything is a flurry of motion. Titus and another figure are gaining on us, and Harry and Jonas get to their feet. “Get her in the fucking car!” Jonas snarls, walking funny and grabbing my arm, digging his fingers into my flesh so hard I let out a little yelp. “It’s just around the corner.”
Shit shit shit. I cannot let them put me in the car. If they do, it’s all over. I fight and drag my feet with all of my might, and dig my teeth into the meaty flesh of Chadwick’s palm. “Fuck!” He curses, withdrawing his hand.
