Page 180 of Broken Omega

“Does she reside at the same address as Doctor Corvina?”

“She’s at Goldcrest Omega Academy,” Lana says, when Kellan doesn’t answer.

“The Omega academies are considered safe havens for Omegas,” the cop murmurs. “I’m afraid as long as she’s there, I have no authority.”

“Are you serious?” Kellan asks. “Frank Palmer killed a whole bunch of people at that academy …”

“Yes, he killed security guards, the head of administration, and some visiting guests who had the misfortune of being outside when he arrived. He wasn’t able to get into the building. It’s still considered safe for Omegas to reside there.”

Holy fucking shit. Even the cops can’t get to Brooke.

“He intends to mate her to an Alpha she doesn’t want,” Kellan says. “There’s a good chance he’s already set that plan in motion. We can’t let it happen. She has no protection while she’s in that damned academy.”

“My hands are tied here,” the cop says. “I’ll look into the file and proceed shortly as I previously stated. I’ll do whatever I can to keep your mate safe from her father while we investigate. Now, I can get moving on this if you’re ready to leave?”

She’s ready to get rid of us, and Kellan doesn’t waste any time.

He gets up and leaves the room without another word.

“Thanks for your help,” Lana says, giving the cop a vaguely apologetic glance before she follows Kellan out.

“No problem,” the cop murmurs.

“Can you call us to update us?” I ask as I get up.

She nods slowly. “If there’s anything to update you on, I’ll call.”

She already has our contact info. We gave it when we made our statements.

River follows me out of the room, and we head out into the early hours of the morning in Cressidan City.

RIVER

The mood is somber all around as we leave the police station. It doesn’t sound like the evidence will lead to an arrest, and to be fair, I doubt an Alpha who can command other Alphas would have too much trouble getting out of a prison sentence before it was even issued. The plan was fucked from the start, and we’re going to have to come up with a better one if we want to save our mate.

“Anything from Frost?” I ask Donnie, after I check my phone.

He shakes his head. “Nothing.”

“We could go to a lawyer,” Lana suggests.

“A lawyer?” Kellan asks.

“Marissa Sawyer pulled a fast one when she changed the academy’s claiming procedures. That probably wasn’t done legally. I doubt she had time to file anything properly, and even if she did, it takes time for that stuff to go through. You could start the fight to officially claim Brooke as your mate.”

“It’s something, I guess,” Kellan says. “I assume it won’t necessarily mean we can get Brooke out of Goldcrest?”

“If Marissa and Warren are working together, probably not, but it could at least have Marissa’s judgement overturned, then you’ll be free to claim each other.”

“After a day apart like the old rules state?” Kellan asks.

“Well, yeah, probably,” she says.

“Fine. Are there any lawyers with offices open twenty-four-seven in the city?”

“I’ll look them up,” Donnie says, taking out his phone.

FROST

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