Page 36 of Broken Omega

KELLAN

Time passes differently at the gym, depending on how long you’ve been going. Way back when I started, every minute felt stretched. Today, a couple hours pass in a haze of activity. I complete a half dozen circuits of my usual routine, and then it starts to feel like I’m wasting my energy.

I promised myself I’d never give up once I found out I had an Omega true mate out there.

Discovering who she was and what I’d need to do to be worthy was only the start.

I’ve worked so damn hard to do things the right way, and it’s gotten me nowhere.

It would be insane to keep going down that same path.

My options are limited.

Give up on her, on us.

Or give in to crazy and hope I don’t end up on the wrong side of the law.

Lana saved me today, but she won’t be there every time I get close to stepping over a line. I know what’s going to happen if I don’t let go of this obsession, but every time I close my eyes the memory rushes back through my head and I’m certain my true mate is worth every bit of this torture.

There’s an urgency inside me that I can’t fully explain.

Instinctively, I know this is my last shot.

Brooke has waited for me for a long time. She hasn’t chosen another Alpha, but that doesn’t mean she won’t. I don’t have any room left for mistakes. I can’t let her slip through my fingers. I’ve worked too hard to let that happen.

I hit the showers, no longer content to occupy my body with exercise.

Everything hurts a little on the walk home.

I guess it’s been a while since I did more than a quick, easy workout.

I can hear my cell ringing inside the apartment as I shove my key into the lock.

Rushing inside, I leave the door open to grab my phone.

“Lana?” I answer, out of breath and hopeful.

“Kellan Mitchell?” a male voice asks, reminding me I’m still running a business.

“Uh, yeah, this is Kellan,” I answer, pulling myself together and getting past the disappointment. “What can I do for you?”

“You can stop contacting Goldcrest Academy and you can stay away from my daughter.”

Holy fucking shit.“Warren Corvina.”

Brooke’s father sounds as vicious and unyielding as his reputation led me to believe. A cutthroat businessman unafraid to make the hard decisions, with an extremely private side-line in something less savory that I’ve yet to determine, he’s not someone I should want to be on the wrong side of.

“I don’t give out second warnings. You’re a smart boy. You know what you need to do.”

He hangs up, and I sink back against the wall.

Geraldine must have told him I was harassing her.

I don’t know why he’d care, or why she’d even do that, unless he’s the one who blacklisted me in the first place.

“Fucking hell.”

Brooke perfumed the day we met. He’s an Alpha. There’s no way in hell he missed that.

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