Page 34 of Carmichael's Omega

"What?" he asks, astonished.

"You two can leave, too." I point a finger shaking with fury at the white-faced pledges. "Get the fuck out of this House."

The two pledges flee in a hurry, but Mason stays. "You can't kick me out! I'm sworn in just the same as you, asshole! You can't kick me out of Alpha-Ups!"

"No?" I take a step toward him. "I can't." He backs away a little. "But I can make your life a fucking miserable one,pendejo. Leave the House. Hell, leave the campus. Transfer. Don't ever let me see your ugly face again."

"You can't-"

I strongarm him backward a step. He stumbles but doesn't fall. "Don't forget who I am,sí? You have one hour,pendejo. Hurry the fuck up."

He leaves, and I turn on my heels to go back outside. Pacing the yard, I grab my bike. I need to run.

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Mattie

"Teague? Something's wrong with Cassie," I blurt it out before he can even say 'hello.'

"Yeah?" he sounds a little strangled. "Why do you think that, Mattie?"

"She just seems... sad. Not herself."

"Fuck!" he snaps. "College was a fucking shit idea. Come home. Both of you. Fuck that."

"No!" I panic. I'm not weak! "I like college," I lie in a trembling voice.

"Mattie," Teague's voice has softened.

"I really want to be a doctor, T."

His inhale is rough, like his lungs are being grated alive. There's a long pause before he finally responds. "OK. I want you both together every weekend, understand? You go there, Cass comes to you, or you both come home. Your security detail will go with you-"

"Security detail?" I blurt out.

"I'm upping your protection. Security," he barks.

"No! Bodyguards? No way, T! What are we, royalty? C'mon!" I whine.

"It's for Cassie, too," he responds smoothly.

I pause, "well, she needs it, but I don't!"

"It's cheaper if it's a two-for-one," he tells me with not a hint of the lie in his voice. I envy that ability.

"I'm not a complete idiot."

"Spend time with Cassie, Matt. Make sure the males aren't around her. I... there was one earlier today," his voice lowers, becomes gravely and harsh. Never a good sign.

"A male?" Oh crap.

"A male," he hisses between his teeth. I think I hear the phone crack a little.

"Naw?" I reply weakly. "I'm sure he's just a friend?" Inside, I curse my weaker omega senses. I wouldn't be able to scent a male on my sister unless he was still draped all over her.

Although it would explain those conflicted feelings, I was feeling from her...

"It's OK. Mina says we have to let her be a grown wolf, now," Teague rasps out. "But, just in case, the security detail is arriving tomo-" "

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