Page 21 of Claimed Omega

My head spun, and I jerked my attention from them to the two guards, clear they’d come from Axel. Were they kidding me? Axel made a deal with the Russian? It shouldn’t surprise me, yet it collided into me like a truck.

I kept catching them stealing glances over my shoulder at the car where Trinity was hiding. Was that their goal? Steal our gorgeous Omega for her father?

Fury rattled through me. I’d destroy the pieces of shit in front of me before I let them touch her. Even with my gun wound still burning with pain, that wouldn’t stop me.

“Give us the girl, and we’ll think about sparing you,” Axel’s guard barked, while his friend nearby was grinning at the lie.

“And who’s she for? Axel or her father? You slimy bastard, selling your family for the enemy.”

“What’s it matter to you?” one of the Russian bastards grunted, his accent thick, but I knew the answer. Axel made a deal with Arman, which explained why he murdered my great-grandfather. I didn’t give a fuck about his death, but I cared about my Omega and pack.

From the corner of my eye, I caught movement in the shadows around the dimly lit garage–Viper was positioning himself behind the guards. I fucking loved how he never missed a beat.

“The lot of you can go fuck yourselves,” I growled, revulsion and fury filling me that their plans would involve my Trinity. “What your two families have done has nothing to do with me or my Omega. A pity you won’t get to see the empire’s downfall.”

“Arrogant cunt, just like your great-grandfather.” His hoarse words flooded the room. Stepping closer, he reached for something at the back of his belt, and I tightened my grip on the hilt of my gun at my hip.

Heartbeat pounding in my ears and sweat trickled down my back, I held tight, not making a move and being the first to attack. I also wasn’t going to let these fuckers shoot us.

“I say we gun them down, take the girl, and be done with this crap,” Axel’s guard buddy grunted.

He was going to die first.

Staring at the others, he waited for permission, so when the guard in charge nodded, Viper lunged from the shadows. Gun in hand, he slammed into the gunman, throwing an arm around his throat, then shot him in the back.

Bang.

The muffled sound set off chaos, and my blood ran cold. I charged forward.

Axel’s guard swung toward Viper, gun raised, bullets flying. They hit the dead guard, who Viper held in front of himself as a shield.

The Russian men swung in their direction, everything happening in seconds.

With their attention distracted, I hurled my gun out, shooting one, catching him in the throat. Aspen rushed toward the other guard for the simple reason that he believed guns were too easy. He slammed into the guy like a bulldozer, knocking him off his feet.

I darted right past him, rushing at Axel’s cocky guard, my heart thundering. The dick swung toward me at the last second, his brow furrowed and his gun pointed at my face.

Panic struck as my life flashed before my eyes for the split second it took me to duck.

The fiery bullet rushed just over my shoulder, and I frantically glanced back as it hit the front car lights of the black Impala. Fuck. A few inches higher and it would have gone through the windscreen and could have hit Trinity.

Fury roaring through me, a growl rolled over my throat. I swung back around, gun raised just as Viper rose up behind the guard, jerked his knife to his throat, and tore it across the guy’s flesh. Blood spurted out, gushing like rivulets. The man’s eyes were huge, a silent scream on his lips.

A tremor ran up my spine. The bastard would be dead in moments from how deeply Viper cut him.

“Fuck, Viper!” Breaths deepening, I watched the man collapse to the ground like a sack of potatoes, blood running freely from his open wound. “We needed to interrogate him.” I snapped my attention back up to Viper, who was heaving for air, nostrils flaring.

“Do you really think we have time for that? If these bastards came for us, how many more are on their way here?”

Of course, he was right, and we all knew it.

“It’s also a good idea to find out what the fuck we’re dealing with. If you haven’t noticed, our two enemies are now collaborating.” My pulse thumped like a sledgehammer in my chest.

I glanced over as Aspen got up from the guy with no face, Aspen’s knuckles red from his punches.

“I suggest we get the fuck out of here.” He crouched down and used the dead man’s shirt to wipe the blood from his hands. “No use arguing over spilled blood. They want us all dead.”

My stomach hardened as reality pushed into me. Still gripping my gun, I swallowed down the anger and swung toward the car.

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