Page 152 of Broken Omega

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The door to the apartment is open when we get to the landing, which really doesn’t seem like a good sign. I rush ahead of Frost, too worried to hang back. My heart is pounding hard in my ears when I get inside. What I find isn’t exactly nothing.

“Oh my God, Donnie!” I move to River’s side at the foot of the mattress.

Donnie is basically trying to wrestle Kellan into submission while Kellan claws at his forearms to get him to let go.

My Alpha is completely gone in the eyes, snarling like a wild animal. His emotions are vicious and out of control. He’s reacting to something my father did to him, following some fucked-up order he was given.

My Beta is in physical pain and completely exhausted from doing the right thing. He can’t keep control for much longer. He’s barely hanging on.

My Omega puts an arm around me. I want to help, but I don’t know how.

I feel my own helplessness echoing through River. Neither of us can do anything here.

My vision starts to blur.

“Frost,” River says, as his Alpha marches over. “Can you command him to stop?”

“Stop what you’re doing, Kellan,” Frost commands.

He moves to Donnie’s other side as Kellan goes limp in the Beta’s arms.

A lump rises in my throat at the sight of my mate staring blankly into space, waiting for instructions as if he’s a mindless drone. This is happening to him because of me. My father did this because I told him I met my true mate.

I watch as Frost issues the command and moves onto his knees beside them.

Kellan goes limp in Donnie’s arms, making my breath catch.

“Remember,” Frost commands, nodding at Donnie.

Kellan gasps in a breath, and Donnie releases him.

“Christ,” Kellan mutters, rubbing at his throat. His fingers are bloody, and he shudders when he looks down at his hand. “I’m so fucking sorry …”

“I won’t say it was a fun time, but you weren’t yourself, so forget the apology,” Donnie tells him as he gets to his feet.

Tears drip down my cheeks. I always knew my father was a psychopath. I never realized how fucking awful he was until I got my memories back. So much for unexplainable blackouts that caused me to need a therapist. He caused those himself, and she was probably his way of making sure I definitely wasn’t remembering anything I shouldn’t.

River hugs me closer, feeling my pain.

I don’t deserve his sympathy.

“My father did this.”

Kellan gets up and wraps his arms around me.

“I know,” he murmurs. “I know.”

“We’re gonna have to do something about your dad,” Donnie says.

Kellan moves back, and I wipe at my eyes. “I can’t get near him. He has too much control over me.”

“He’s been working on me for a while, too,” Kellan admits, frowning. “I had no damn idea. He caught me outside the gym every week for months and made me forget the conditioning he went through with me. It’s so fucking weird. I didn’t even notice I was losing time.”

“He doesn’t know about the rest of us,” Frost says.

“If someone could get into his study, I know where he keeps the files on this ‘project’,” I admit.

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