Page 9 of The Alpha: Part Two
I will not be participating in anything with this pack, regardless of any command they might give me. I have never become enraged, I didn’t know it was something that actually could happen. I thought that was something that we’re taught but doesn’t happen in the real world. Part of me is very curious about what would have happened if they hadn’t stopped me from doing whatever I was about to do.
An alpha command would explain why I can’t move or talk far better than a mental breakdown, although the sort of catatonia this seems to be is common in omegas who have breakdowns. This is fine, actually. They’ll leave me alone to think if I’m passive and limp. And I have a lot to think about.
I am going to kill Flores. I’m going to kill him myself. I want to be about four inches from his face when the light leaves his eyes. I want it to be an excruciating death. A long death. I want him to suffer.
When I come out of this stupor, I’m going to pretend like I don’t remember anything. None of it. I’ll be distraught when they tell me Michael and Ben are gone. It will be utterly believable because I am distraught. I’m smart enough to know that I am completely traumatized, and that’s what they’re looking for. Then, when I go back to the hospital for my next shift, I’ll take something from the meds dispensary that will knock Flores out. I’ll also take several vials of potassium.
I’m a nurse. I work at a hospital. At any given time, I have complete access to any drug, supply, or equipment I’d ever need. That’s how it works. Every nurse who works at a hospital or a clinic has to be ready and able to provide any care necessary on-site at all times. All I have to do is take a few doses of whatever I want and a few syringes.
My next heat is due in about two weeks. I’m going to start having heat spikes and that’s how I’ll get him. I am just an omega, after all. It won’t be too difficult to fake one, or even utilize a minor one. He’ll definitely be interested in a heat spike and I’ll use that to my advantage. Once he’s close enough, I’ll inject him with the sedative…or maybe just a tranquilizer… But what about after? Lopez or one of the others will surely come see what’s taking so long and what will I do when they find him unconscious? I was hoping to make his death long and drawn out. I have time to work it out. I won’t go back to the hospital for a few days.
I’m still under what must be the strongest alpha command ever issued when we get back to the penthouse. Lopez carries me up to my room and gently lays me down in my bed. He doesn’t undress me, he just pulls the blankets up over me and tucks them in snuggly. He even presses pillows tightly around the outside of my body.
“I don’t know how to build a nest, not a proper one. I hope that this helps, even just a little. I am so sorry, Miss Romero,” he says, pressing his palm against my forehead. Then he turns on the lamp and firmly closes the door behind him.
Of all the things I expected in this situation, Lopez trying to build a nest around me isn’t one of them. The worst part about it is that it does actually help; the pseudo nest, not Lopez. It makes me feel like a traitor.
Traitor or not, I still fell asleep; and I awaken to the stench of Flores. He’s sitting in a chair beside my bed. I briefly consider pretending to still be asleep, but he’ll probably just wait around. I open my eyes and do my best to show no emotion when I look over at him.
“Good,” he says quietly. “You’re awake. I didn’t know you’d be out of it for so long after we gave you that command. The twins are dead. I thought you’d want to know sooner rather than later.”
Regardless of the fact that I know the truth, my eyes fill with tears hearing the words aloud. I don’t say anything to Flores; he probably expects an outburst or something, and I’m not giving it to him.
“Do you know why they started fighting?”
I shake my head. I didn’t know they were doing them at all until we were taken.
“For you, of course. They borrowed money from us. They borrowed enough to keep that pathetic little house so you’d have a home when they finally found a third. Unfortunately, after we took our cut of the winnings, they didn't have much to show for it. It was going to take a very long time for them to pay off their debt. And now that the circumstances have changed, the money doesn’t matter.”
I just look at him. I don’t know what response he’s after, but, as before, I’m not giving him one if I can help it.
“Remember what I said when I brought you here? As long as you were good, they’d be safe. It was the same for them. So long as they did what they’re told, they thought they could keep you safe.”
That gets a reaction. He was using us against each other, with no intention of keeping them safe. Heused meto hurt Ben and Michael. “Do they…” my throat is so thick that I nearly choke on my words, “did they know what you’re planning on doing to me?” If they’ve been fighting for me with the full knowledge that Flores intended from the start to make me his omega, that he intended to cancel out and cover their claiming marks on my body. I don’t know what I’ll do.
He chuckles. “Of course, they did. Why, every now and then Elijah took a scrap of something that carried your scent to them just to remind them what we had that they didn't. You know, to keep them on edge. Edgy, desperate men fight harder than men who have nothing to fight for. What did he take to share with Michael before his first fight?” He looks off to the side as if trying to remember. “Oh yes,” he smiles. “It was a pair of panties. That really got him going.”
The thought of Lopez touching a pair of my underthings, much less using them to hurt Michael, is so wretched, so disgusting, so horrible. The tears filling my eyes are more from anger and the need to throw up more intense than any other of the myriad of emotions I’m feeling.
“You’re due to go into heat in roughly two weeks, aren’t you?” he asks, but doesn’t wait for me to respond. “You have until then to wrap your pretty little head around the fact that you will have new alphas and that you will be a good omega. Elijah has always wanted a family and you’re going to give it to him.” Then he leaves.
So many things are racing through me. Too many to keep up with. Rage. Disgust. Horror. Despair. Then right back to rage. That’s the one I’m going with.
I will not be their omega.
Chapter nine
Seth
“You can’t go in there, Talia. Not without your pack. You don’t understand. Flores has eyes everywhere. We can’t put you at risk like that.”
Jasper nods his agreement with me. “Seth’s right. You can’t go to the hospital without all of us.”
Talia blows out an exasperated breath. “You can come to the hospital, but Desir’ee won’t talk to me with all of you in there. It needs to be just me. You can all sit on your hands in the waiting room. I’ll be perfectly safe. And I’ll be armed. I won’t let myself be kidnapped, I promise.”
“Nobody doubts you, cupcake,” Nathan says gently. “It’s just that this asshole took two alphas and their omega from a parking garage at this very same hospital, and he did it in broad daylight. We can’t take even a tiny risk.”
Talia huffs out another breath. “She won’t talk if you’re all in there. If any of you are in there with me, even one of you, she won’t say a word and we’ll never get her out of there. Even Jasper. This isn’t an omega thing, it’s a female thing. I need you all to trust me.”
