Page 16 of Omega's Reign

“Then they find out. The omegas will be safe regardless. We have ensured it.” Isaiah slows down and stops dancing, pulling my hand to his chest, letting me feel his heart beating.

In the corner of my eye, I spot Andrew hovering nearby, protecting and promising that no one intrudes on our space. Not that anyone would right now.

“You’re right—”

A scream rips through the air, disappearing on the wind. I stiffen in Isaiah’s arms and swing my attention to the sundeck and where the alphas congregate. But that was a female scream, and apart from the two beta female staff members, only the omegas are women.

“I said stop!” Gabi yells, her voice clear and drawing closer.

I spot her figure running along the railing of the yacht with someone chasing behind her. It’s her alpha. They step into the light shining from the side of the yacht, and I yank Isaiah away from the bow. Brutus glowers, the old alpha still fit despite his age and gray hair. And he looks pissed off.

“Shut up, Gabi. Don’t make a fucking scene.” Brutus stomps forward, and one of the alphas hanging out gets up and blocks Gabi, preventing her from running.

She cries out, holding her hands up, but it doesn’t stop Brutus. He jerks his arm out and grabs her by the front of the shirt, yanking her to him.

“Stop! You’re hurting me! You’re too drunk,” Gabi cries, her voice shaking with her words.

“I don’t fucking care. You will bend over for me. I’m so damn horny. Don’t make me look a fool.” He shoves Gabi, sending her reeling. She hits the guardrail and uses it to steady herself.

Brutus shoves her again, his anger overpowering his good senses.

I scream out. I can’t believe what’s happening.

Gabi falls over the guardrail and disappears into the dark ocean.

I’m afraid she’ll drown.

8

Power Trip

Holly

“Are you insane?” I shout, dragging Isaiah with me as I rush to the guardrail.

A figure moves to my left, and I don’t even have a chance to process Andrew leaping off the side of the yacht and into the water.

Isaiah swings his fist and punches Brutus in the face, sending his head jerking to the side. Vic stumbles from his spot and smashes a bottle of champagne, using the neck of it as a weapon. He surprises Brutus and stabs in between his shoulder blades deep enough to drop the alpha to his knees.

Wesley’s familiar scent engulfs me, and a moment later I’m in his arms, being dragged away from the brewing fight and from the screams. From the crew gathered by the railing.

I can’t see Gabi or Andrew, the crowd blocking my view. This wasn’t supposed to happen. What if everyone demands we return to shore before we are far enough out? What if Andrew doesn’t manage to get Gabi…what if he can’t manage to…

I can’t think about it.

“Over there!” Jordan yells, his voice dragging my attention from my dark thoughts. “He’s got her over there.”

Someone throws a lifesaver and two lifejackets over the edge and some of the staff race past us and head toward the back of the yacht.

My head pounds, and I shiver, the cold ocean air digging into me, mixing with my fear and anticipation.

“Take a breath, lovely. The deckhands have jet skis. They’re getting them now. They’re safe.” Wesley adjusts me in his arms, cradling me like a blushing bride when I feel like a small, terrified baby. I shouldn’t be so easily startled. So surprised.

I hate that I misjudged Brutus. No one anticipated that he’d boldly try to brutalize his omega with everyone around. My stomach twists in disgust at the thought. At how long she’s lived a life under his control.

“You’ll pay for this!” Brutus yells, fighting against Vic and another alpha, I don’t recall his name. The broken bottleneck injured the raging alpha, leaving him bleeding, yet he still fights.

“Calm down or you’re going overboard next. You know the law—”

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