Page 44 of Omega's Reign

Many people would probably think that Holly deserves this, because the Righteous Waters Pack was incarcerated for a crime they didn’t commit, but just because it wasn’t that particular crime, doesn’t mean that they didn’t deserve being behind bars. They still do. They’re not innocent. And the fact that they are back for revenge proves it.

“They have a lot of nerve thinking that they can have a base in my territory.” Holly places her hands on her hips, her arms akimbo as she stares at the video feed, showing Hector and two other guys leaving an apartment at the very edge of our territory.

“Who owns that building?” Isaiah asks, using his fingers to magnify the screen, glowering as if his looks could kill him. If only.

“It belongs to the Waze Pack. I’ve already contacted them, and they had no idea. All of the tenants and management are packless betas. They have agreed to assist us by giving us access to their security cameras and codes. We have keys to all the apartments too.” Beckett scratches his neck and exhales a deep breath. He’s been more agitated today, and I wonder if it has to do with the fact that Holly stopped taking her suppressant pills. It’ll take a bit to get out of her system, but I know that her pheromones have already grown stronger. Her delectable coffee and vanilla scent is so damn palpable that I just want to taste her. If only we had time.

“Do we have everyone we need? We’re not doing this alone. I don’t care if you think we can handle it, I’m not putting all of us at risk.” Holly sounds so sexy bossing us around. I can’t stop myself from placing my hand around her side and pulling her into me.

“We have a small army ready. Ten people along with us. We’ve only counted seven members left, so it shouldn’t be a problem. They won’t even know we’re coming.” Andrew sets down his phone, showing the list of people. “I’ve arranged them myself. These are people I have worked with before and have relied on. They are good.”

I nod my head, trusting that Andrew knows what he’s doing. He has already worked on the Gilded Sands guard. I’m sure those people are coming from Holly’s brothers’ territory. Because they are more reliable. They know Holly. She was once their beloved princess before becoming my queen.

“I’m sure they are,” Holly says, offering a smile. “We need to make sure that we’re quick and discreet. I don’t want the Pack Regimes to know. We have another meeting with them coming up, and I believe this is the one where they finally followed through with their approval for us as a pack. They have to. I’m not accepting any other answer.” Holly pulls her hair up into a high ponytail and sticks what looks like a thin blade within the strands, the jeweled handle decorative.

“Damn straight, we’re not. This territory is ours. We have earned it. We have proven ourselves,” Beckett says, draping a leather jacket over Holly’s shoulders, the thick material enough to protect her. It goes along with her bulletproof vest. We’re not taking any chances as the six of us prepare to greet our team.

I kneel and help Holly lace her boots before spinning her around and lifting her onto my shoulders. Her melodic laughter chimes through the air, helping to settle my nerves. I would carry her around all day, every day, if she’d allow it. I’d be her personal throne to rule from.

Linking her fingers through my hair, she giggles and nudges me playfully with her boots. “Take me to the team.”

Beckett shakes his head, his face not fully lighting up. “Easy now. We’re only meeting with Dale.”

Holly squeezes my neck between her thighs, the gesture getting to me in a good way. “Why only him? Don’t you think it’s important that we meet the entire team? It’s how we build relationships.”

“It’s better for your safety if we wait until after. We don’t want that sort of information getting out. I trust these guys with my life, but I wouldn’t expect them to give up their lives if they’re captured. If they don’t know, then the information cannot be taken from them.” Andrew pats Holly’s knee, and she squeezes me again.

“I hate this,” she groans, leaning forward just enough to press against the back of my head. My dumb ass imagines flipping her around and turning her annoyance into pleasure. If she weren’t wearing pants, I’d probably try. I’m great at multitasking. I bet I could make her cream before we even hit the garage.

I don’t get the chance to think more about it because Beckett motions toward the door, getting the rest of us in place. I set Holly down in front of me, keeping my hands on her waist. I plan on not letting her get even a foot away from me. The rest of our pack will surround her in a protective wall. I don’t care if she thinks it’s ridiculous. I know she can fight and handle herself, but she shouldn’t have to.

“It looks like Hector has called everyone home. We’ve had a visual on every surviving pack member entering the apartment. This should be easy,” Isaiah says, staring at his phone.

“Don’t jinx us,” Jordan says, smacking Isaiah on the shoulder.

I remain silent, guiding Holly forward, hoping she doesn’t get lost in her thoughts. I can tell that the happiness I aroused in her slowly fades with each passing step until we meet Dale standing just outside the door that leads into the huge six-car garage.

An unfamiliar Jeep looms inside, the garage door open and ready for our exit. Jordan snatches the keys from Dale and jogs to the Jeep, claiming his seat behind the steering wheel. I’m glad for it. We could all argue over who the better driver is, but I’m content with taking a seat with Holly in the back. Four of us will be in the vehicle while the others ride crotch rockets, ensuring we’re surrounded at all times. Isaiah kisses Holly before abandoning us for his bike. He starts it, the rumble of the engine echoing through the garage.

Andrew and Dale follow his lead, and me, Holly, and Beckett join Jordan. My nerves start getting the best of me. I suddenly feel like there’s more we should do to prepare.

“I wish we didn’t have to separate,” Holly says, sitting in the middle, snuggled up against me.

I drape my arm over her shoulders and hug her. I don’t have to agree with her because she already knows that’s how I feel. How we all feel. But we don’t really have a choice. This is the safest bet.

Jordan navigates the Jeep from the garage, and the others stay close on their motorcycles. Dale leads the way with Andrew at our side and Isaiah behind us.

I stay on guard, holding my gun with my free hand, occasionally meeting Jordan’s gaze in the rearview mirror. I hate silence. I especially hate it when I know shit is about to go down. I can’t say that this should be easy, because I really don’t want to jinx it. I know better. The world likes to throw shit at us just for laughs, and this doesn’t feel any different.

“There’s still no movement. Our guys are surrounding the entire complex,” Beckett says, keeping track of the visual from the front seat. “We’re going to be swift and quiet. There will be no prisoners. There will be no evidence left behind either.”

This is really an act of war. We’ve done this before. It’s nothing new to us. That’s how Platinum Shores ended up in our possession. We helped Gilded Sands demolish a pack that was trying to take control.

“Ten minutes,” Beckett adds, sitting up straighter in his seat. He flashes his open palm twice out the window, letting the others know.

I count my breaths and look at Holly, but she keeps her gaze trained on the windshield. She’s just as tense as the rest of us, and I know that she’s counting on us to be successful. There’s no other option. We can’t let the Righteous Waters Pack interfere in our lives any longer. We can’t risk them trafficking omegas. It’s not right. They have been sentenced to death under our authority. This isn’t democracy. We can’t have one until attitudes start to change. When alphas realize that they aren’t what makes a territory flourish.

“Fuck. I have movement. Looks like someone is heading out. I can’t tell who. They’re wearing a baseball hat.” Beckett unfastens his seatbelt, preparing to jump from the car as soon as we get to where we need to be.

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