Page 172 of Stolen Omega

It’s been a long time since I really wanted to break something. The walk back to the copter has me wound tight, fists clenched as I tell myself this whole thing was inevitable. I’d known what I’d find here the minute I discovered Zane was the guy who took Zelena.

I didn’t know Dale would be here, but the second I saw him, I knew he wouldn’t come back with me.

It’s taken this long for his idiot Alpha to wake the fuck up and see he has an Omega who needs taken care of. It doesn’t make up for years of neglect, but whatever. Alphas get what Alphas want.

The second Dale decided he was staying, he started to perfume.

We’ve had so many perfect moments over the years, times where it felt like he might be ready, but he never did that for me. Some say it’s not possible for Omegas to perfume for Betas. That’s bullshit.

I’ve seen it happen. I know it’s not just something that happens for Alphas.

He never wanted me like he wanted Zane.

How could he? We were never fated.

We just fell in love like everyone else does.

Apparently, that wasn’t enough.

I seriously need to get the fuck out of here. I don’t want to hang around to see Dale with that asshole Alpha of his. It’s bad enough that I smelled his perfume. I breathed it in deep, and now the taste won’t leave my mouth. It’s everything I always imagined it would be. Sweet, sexy, and addictive.

It brings back feelings I shouldn’t be having.

Feelings that make me wish I could ignore him.

There’s no way I ever would.

Any time he calls, anything he asks, I’ll do.

Even if it hurts so fucking badly that I can barely stand it anymore.

I’ll never be over him. I accepted that a long time ago.

“Fuck this fucking place,” I mutter as I walk past the copter to the hangar where Zane must store everything for his plane.

I find it locked, which is typical.

I’ll have to go back to ask that asshole for the key.

Awesome. My fists clench at my sides.

For a second, I’m sure my rage could snap the padlock on the doors, but the haze passes quickly enough for me to realize I would only hurt my hand.

I should have known when Archer called me that this was where I’d end up.

Not this island, specifically, but wherever Dale was.

He talked about Zelena being the long-lost Zoey who made Zane disconnect from reality. So, I had I feeling I might end up having to confront that Alpha-hole.

I didn’t expect he’d have Dale out here, too.

That threw me off.

Zane spent so long being obsessed with Zoey that I didn’t think he wanted Dale.

Sighing, I walk away from the hangar, back toward the copter.

That’s when I see Kent approaching with Zelena.

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