Page 173 of Broken Omega

“I’ll go back to the house once I’ve given you the evidence. You’ve got Kellan if anything goes wrong.”

“If anything goes wrong?” Donnie looks ready to smack the shit out of me. “What the fuck do you mean, if anything goes wrong? I’m not leaving you out here on your own …”

“We have to,” River tells him. “He’s going to make Brooke’s father let her go.”

Donnie frowns at me. “He turned Kellan into feral monster with a single command. How the hell do you expect to get him to let Brooke go?”

“He won’t have a choice,” I tell him. “Look after River. I have files to dig out.”

“Frost …” Donnie growls.

“He’s right,” River murmurs.

I leave River to calm Donnie down.

We don’t have any time to waste.

KELLAN

It’s probably a good thing Lana told me to park her new car out of sight and join her in hers. The second she sits up straighter, seeing Warren Corvina’s car approach in the near distance, I know I would have driven out in front, stopping him from getting anywhere near my mate.

He’s done enough damage. I’m ready to end it in the only real way it can be ended.

“Okay, I’ve told your friends he’s arrived,” Lana says as the car moves on past us.

“Fuck,” I curse as the car moves past us.

“What is it, K?” Lana asks, as she returns her phone back to its stand between the seats.

She glances back out the window, as if she missed something.

“We should have had a better plan.”

This one isn’t good enough. It was never going to be.

Even if I hadn’t been forced to leave, I wouldn’t have been allowed the option to stay at her side. We would have been separated. Kept apart until Marissa Sawyer decided if we were allowed to become mates.

“I don’t know, K. Your plan’s pretty solid if you ask me.”

“We’re leaving her at the mercy of a psychopath, in the hope that we can find evidence that might send him to jail. I wouldn’t call it a guaranteed win.”

“Nothing good in this life is ever guaranteed, K. When there’s something you want, you need to fight for it, and it’s not always easy.” Lana gives me a pointed look. “I feel like I need to clarify that the fight I’m talking about here isn’t literal. I’m not recommending a knock-down, drag-out with Brooke’s father. You look like you might be in the mood for that kind of thing. It’s freaking me out.”

I let out a breath. “I’m worried about Brooke. It’s driving me crazy that I had to leave her back there.”

“I know. It sucks,” Lana tells me, putting a hand over mine. “But you have met Brooke, right? I mean, you’re her mate and you already did the whole claiming and marking thing. So, you must know she’s strong. She can handle her father. She’s got the plan down as well as you do. She knows you guys have her back.”

She’s right. Brooke tried to take control when she realized Marissa changed the rules on us. She had fire in her eyes. She was ready to exhaust every option before she’d quit.

Her resolve didn’t falter when Marissa gave her a tough choice.

She made that decision without flinching.

She knew what we were getting into coming out to the academy, and she wasn’t afraid.

“She’s pretty tough,” I admit.

There’s no way we would have gone ahead with this plan if she wasn’t. She decided it was how we needed to do this. I wouldn’t have chosen it. I doubt the guys would have, either.

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