Page 9 of Bound By Pain
“No, Harrison can have his pick from the others. I have a better plan for mydear big brother.Dose him with Morph and throw him in the pit.” Marcus shifts his attention to me, his smile growing manic as he steps back into the hallway. “Let’s see if you can protect our broken new toy when you’re forced into a real rut.”
The guards jump into action, using their weapons to knock me out. I fight back, slamming my fist into a few jaws and noses, but it’s pointless when I’m so outnumbered. All I can do now is hope I’m making the right call.
CHAPTER 7
Orion’s been quiet.Lost in thought during our drive to Maine. I’ve let him be, knowing that the only relief for his turmoil is to find Bea. When he sees her with his own eyes, then the fear fracturing his mind will ease enough for reality to bleed through once more.
Ridley messaged me halfway through our journey to let me know an agent would meet us there. At least he reigned in his misdirected anger long enough to do somethinguseful.
Parking the car, I glance at Orion, his bleary gaze still trained on the view out the window. “Let’s go,” I mutter tersely, opening my door and slamming it closed behind me. When I hear his feet shuffling on the pavement behind me, I square my shoulders and head to the front of the hotel. We’re going to start there and try to pick up some trace of her.
A familiar head of dark hair leans against the wall beside the entrance, eyes narrowed on me as I approach. Fucking great. Of course, the agent they sent had to be my little brother.
“Shiloh.”
“Jericho. Have you found anything?”
He studies me for several seconds before pushing off the wall and waving for us to follow him inside. We ride silently up to the room where Bea was staying. I am surprised to find a small team of agents inside working on computers and speaking on the phone.
Raising one brow, I look at my brother, but I don’t comment. I’m glad about the extra manpower.
“We spoke with the hotel’s staff, confirming what Orbital Somatic told you. Now we’re gaining access to all the external security cameras up and down the street. If they took her close by, we’ll be able to track them from there.”
I nod, guiding Orion to an empty chair to sit before moving to hover beside Jericho and his team. Waiting is hard when my Omega is missing. My foot taps on the hardwood floor, earning an annoyed look from the tech seated nearby. The other option is for me to bark orders for them to move faster, so they can deal with my impatient ticks.
“We’ll find her,” Jericho tells me.
“Acherley.”
We both turn when one agent waves him over. I can’t pull my eyes away from the screen, hoping we’ll find some clue hidden there. The agent clicks through a video angled to watch the sidewalk a few yards down from the hotel’s entrance. On the screen, we watch as Bea climbs out of a car, sleepily waving off the driver as she heads up the sidewalk. She isn’t paying attention to her surroundings, which is how she misses the two men emerging from an alley and following her.
A growl rips from my throat when they grab her, injecting her with something to render her unconscious. A utility vehicle jerks to a stop at the curb, and they toss my Omega inside. I scour the image, looking for a logo to identify the company the vehicle came from, but they scraped it off.
“Fuck!” I roar, digging a hand into my hair and jerking at the strands.
“Calm down, Shiloh,” Jericho orders, his voice bordering on a bark. “Gault, follow the van as far as you can. Call me with updates on their route.”
Jericho grabs a set of keys from the table and heads toward the door. Another agent rushes to follow him. My brother looks back at me when he stops in the hallway. “Well? Are you coming?”
Glancing at Orion, one of the other agents gives me a sharp nod, letting me know they will look after him. Trusting them to keep him alive, I stalk toward the door.
The men who kidnapped my Omega had better hope I don’t get my hands on them. I’ll rip them apart if they even think about touching what is mine.
Following the camera feeds across the city, Jericho pulls the car to a stop outside of a large industrial building. My stomach sinks when the tech agent confirms the van carrying my Omega went inside. This shipping company’s location backs up against the Portland Jetport, giving her kidnappers easy access to steal her away. If she got on a plane…
“Local police will be here to back us up in fifteen minutes,” Jericho says. His body is tense, gaze traveling between me andthe warehouse. He knows how difficult it will be for me to sit here when Bea could be inside. “You can’t rush in there.”
I grunt, acknowledging his concern, but making no promises. The short leash I have on my instincts has ignited, and I’m not sure how long the fuse will last before I explode. It would be reckless to tear into a building we now know acts as a camp for the breeding ring.
That doesn’t mean I won’t act if our backup doesn’t arrive soon.
Sighing, Jericho opens his door. “Let’s walk down the block and check things out from the outside.”
With a nod, I follow him. Cold October air presses against me, sending a shiver up my spine. My suit jacket is too thin to shield me from the rapidly dropping temperatures. Not that I am concerned about being cold. I’d suffer sub-zero temperatures naked if it meant getting my Omega back.
“How are things going with your new packmates?”
When I don’t answer, he turns to stare at me. “Shiloh, I swear to Fate, if you pushed your mate away over the shit with Cedes-”
