Page 55 of The Alpha: Part Two
"Minos wouldn't take the bribe. He lost standing and more money than she was worth. He's not going to be in power for much longer, anyway. Please tell them to go!" Sheer desperation and fear soak his plea.
Seth pulls the knife away, nodding. "Who leads the rogue organization? Not in this territory. Everywhere. Who calls the shots?"
Flores screws his eyes shut and shakes his head. "Make them leave, please!"
"Answer my question," Seth says, bringing his knife back to Flores's fingertip and sliding it under the nail.
Flores chokes on another sob. "I've never met him. His name is Owens. He's a doctor. He's looking for a specific kind of omega. They're all supposed to go through his facility in the Northern Territory."
"Where?"
"I don't know!" Flores yells. "I don't know. The rogues didn't answer questions, and they kill people for asking too many questions."
Seth sighs and pulls the knife away again. "What kinds of omegas is this Owen looking for?"
"Males mostly, and twins. Especially if they're identical. Special females, too. Males more than anything, though."
Devon steps closer to Flores. "Special how?"
Flores shrieks, struggling to get away from Devon. "Stay away from me!"
"Special how?" he repeats.
"Strong ones. Smart ones. Females who have frequent heats and produce multiples. And any omega with ties to power."
Devon growls but goes back to his place with the others.
Seth looks over his shoulder. "Anything else?"
"When will they come for the next group of omegas?" Nathan asks quietly.
"Fall, "Flores answers. "They send a messenger a few weeks before letting me know when they're going to make the next round."
"How many rogue compounds are there?" Nathan asks.
Flores shakes his head, and Devon takes a step forward.
"I don't know!" Flores yells. "I don't know! A few in each territory. The biggest is in the North, another big one is in the South. They are everywhere though."
Nathan and Devon exchange a look, then Nathan asks, "who runs them?"
"Anyone. Mostly councilmen. But they all just want money. They don't care what happens to the omegas, as long as the money comes."
"Good?" Seth asks.
"Good," Devon answers.
"Alright. You don't have to stay for the rest." Seth backs away and motions for Michael to join him. "Our omega put in an order, and we're going to deliver."
No. I don't think I want Seth to suffer another minute of this. I don't want another nightmare in Benny's or Michael's heads. "Just end it," I whisper. "I want to go home."
Seth's relief slams into me as hard as Michael's does. "Are you sure?" he asks.
"I'm sure," I give him a small smile. "Let's get out of here."
Ben leans over and flicks Flores's forehead. "You're a lucky motherfucker."
Michael takes my hand to lead me to Flores. It's time for me to finish it. I think they'd be happier if I handed off this part to one of them. None of my alphas want me to be the one to kill Flores. But I'm going to. He's taken too much from me. And he's taken too much from them. He contributed to every awful thing surrounding this moment, including Seth's missing eye and fingers. Even during all this, he is taking things from us. My boys should never have gone through this interrogation. Seth has been strong through it, but I'm beginning to feel the threads of his strength unraveling. I am going to make sure he can't hurt anyone or take anything ever again. This is for me, for us, and for all those other omegas and their people.
