Page 202 of Broken Omega

“So, I can leave?”

“Yes, Mr. Frost, you can leave.”

“Thank, Christ! No offense,” I utter as I get to my feet.

I spent the last two hours in a damned plastic chair. My ass is sweating, and my legs seriously need a good fucking stretch. My back is stiff, too. I can’t wait to get home.

I leave the room, stepping out into an empty hallway.

Shit. Don’t tell me everyone else is still being questioned.

I start to walk down the corridor, and the first door next to the room I was in opens.

Kellan steps out, looking as worn out as I feel.

He glances up as he closes the door behind him.

“Well, that was pretty rough,” he mutters, shaking his head.

“Did they keep sending in new cops to take your statement over again from the beginning?”

“I think it’s standard procedure with the academy. It has something to do with prejudices Betas may have against Omegas. If any of those cops write up something that doesn’t sound impartial, the academy might appeal to the police commission to have the cop put on desk duty.”

“Well, that makes me feel a little better,” I admit. “I thought none of those bastards believed a word I was saying.”

“Yeah, I got that feeling, too, but I think it’s more likely that they didn’t want to have to come out here.”

That would make sense. That procedure does seem like a huge pain in the ass.

“I’m guessing no one else is done yet?” he asks.

“I just got out, so your guess is as good as mine.”

“I’m sure Donnie was in the next room down,” he says, heading that way.

The door’s locked and the lights are out.Huh.

“Maybe we were the last ones out,” I murmur, wondering where they would have gotten to.

“Brooke might have wanted to get something out of her suite,” Kellan suggests.

I shrug. “We should knock on the head administrator’s door in passing. Tessa was going to hole up in there. Maybe she’ll know …”

I trail off when I hear footsteps and talking. We both dash along the corridor to the main reception area, arriving as my missing pack members start heading toward us.

“Is everyone ready to get the hell out of here?” I ask.

“Everyone but me,” Lana says. “I’m the new interim head of admin, so, yeah. I’ve got a lot of work to do.”

Kellan gapes at her. “What? Really? That’s … Wait. That is good news, right? You’re happy?”

“It’s good news, but also, I have a lot of work to do. So, I’ll see you some other time.”

She goes into her new office and closes the door.

“We should get home,” Brooke says. “We have an Omega in heat.”

I blink at her. “I thought your heat stopped?”

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