Page 126 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
The words hum, coming from the same place my purr resides, raspy and raw.
It works.
Like a soothing balm, his shoulders droop and his muscles relax. The red, inching veins fade and the wild look in his eyes is replaced by shock.
“Let me go.”
His thick tree-trunk arm slips from my waist, falling to his side. I want to apologize and check that he’s okay, but Blaze is still beating Shade senseless.
I rush to the fight. Shoving my hand through Blaze’s hair, I wrench his head backwards until his pale eyes are staring right up at me. The fury and hurt shining within them makes my heart stutter.
It hurts me to force him, but there isn’t time to waste.
“Stop fighting!”I growl, and he goes limp.
My breath catches as I glance at Shade. His face is covered in blood and his split lip drips with red. He coughs and groans, curling around his bruised ribs. The sound drags me from my shock, and I release Blaze from the hold.
With a snarl, Blaze pushes off the ground, turning to me with his hands curled into fists and his face twisted with rage. But he doesn’t react violently. He can’t. The Omega Command won’t let him.
I take a step towards him, but Blaze jerks away like I’m a nightmare come to life. His eyes flash with so much hurt that I can’t bear it. I look at Viper for help, but he just shakes his headat me, his green eyes filled with betrayal, but undeniably still calm.
There’s a rushing sound from behind me and once again, I’m caught in a tight hold.
The arms squeeze tightly, and my ribs ache in protest. Prime Alpha Knox isn’t letting me move an inch.
“Omega Sparks.” He barks in my ear loud enough to make me wince. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Defusing the situation, sir,” I spit back.
My inner Omega is proud of me. We’re standing up to an Alpha. I don’t feel the need to bow down and submit. This is how Omegas have bent Alphas to their will for generations. We’re physically weaker, and this is our true power.
It’s thrilling and exciting.
“You don’t know what you’ve done,” he snarls. “You stupid girl.”
Any sense of guilt evaporates, and the next Command slips from me without hesitation.
“Let me go.”
His arms drop and I dash out of his reach, spinning to face him, glaring up at him with weeks of frustration and hatred flowing through me.
“You’re such a hypocrite,” I shout.
It’s fine for an Alpha to use their Alpha Command, but not me?
His nostrils flare and his eyelids grow heavy as he stalks towards me, the promise of something dark and torturous crossing his handsome face. I want to hate it, and him, but even now a part of me yearns for his proximity.
He stops a hair’s breath away, my chin almost touching his folded arms.
He inhales a shuddering breath.
“You’re playing with fire, Omega Sparks.”
“But at least it’s my choice if I burn.”
“You leave me no choice then,” he sighs before his hand lashes out. He threads his big hand through the hair at the base of my skull and pulls, forcing my head back just like I did to Blaze moments ago. “Let’s see how you like a taste of your own medicine.”
And then he releases a feral growl that shakes the ground. It comes from deep in his chest, and I immediately go limp in his hold. Pain radiates from my scalp as his grip on my hair holds me up.
