Page 21 of Omega's Reign

Worthless

Beckett

I’m a worthless alpha. It’s as if the universe wants to show me time and time again that I have no business trying to rule a territory. Yes, Holly is the leader of Platinum Shores, but I’m supposed to be more than her protector and advisor; I’m supposed to be a worthy alpha who ensures our home and territory thrives and doesn’t fall by the hands of our enemies.

And we have a lot.

So many that I don’t trust anyone outside of my pack and the Gilded Sands Pack. All of these supposed alphas? They’re not on my side.

I’ve never been so overwhelmed in my life.

I wanted Holly to have the best, but with every obstacle, I have come to realize that it might not be me who she needs. And I hate myself for it. I’m so madly in love with her. I will never know a soul like I do hers. She has given me the greatest gift of all, which is her time, love, and affection. She gave me her body. She has truly made me an alpha. If only I could be the one.

A gunshot rings through the air, coming from somewhere within the yacht. I spin around and meet Wesley’s gaze, fear stabbing into both of us.

“No one gets in,” I say, pointing my gun at Vic. “Prove what kind of leader you are.”

Without another word, I race toward the spiral stairwell and jog down two steps at a time, my anxiety screaming that something’s wrong. The intruders aren’t just on the sundeck or in a boat on the sea beside us. They’re already on board and inside. How could I have missed it? We have so much security. Nothing alerted us on the video feeds.

Where have we gone wrong?

“I’m sorry, Holly! I didn’t believe you would be successful. I had to take care of myself. Hector promised me a better life. He promised me money and everything I could want without having to give anything in return to an alpha.” The feminine voice shrieks the words, the omega talking about someone I’m all too familiar with.

I have studied Hector’s criminal record and past. I know he was the leader of Righteous Waters, and one of the top criminals in all of Calico Proper before his territory was dismantled and divided among their Pack Regimes. The only reason he didn’t get a death sentence was because the former king of Gilded Sands wanted him to suffer. He wanted him to know what kind of man he had fucked with by murdering his daughter before they even had a chance to make the alliance official.

Neither of them knew that it was all part of an escape plan to get Holly to safety and away from Hector and the rest of Righteous Waters.

And like a wronged ghost, Hector is back to haunt us with a vengeance. Someone in Calico Proper’s Pack Regimes was responsible for letting him out of prison without even informing Saint Vista or us.

However wrong it was for the Righteous Waters Pack to be punished for a crime they didn’t commit, it’s unfathomable that someone thought it right to release them without properly informing their possible victim. They weren’t set up without a good reason. They have a violent history that was included in their imprisonment. They’re not innocent.

But neither are we.

“Please, Holly. Just go with him. He said he would protect us, and this ensures it. You’re our leader. This is your duty,” the omega continues, trying to justify what she’s done.

It all comes to light, the revelation pissing me off. We have done nothing but try our best to help her. We were going to go through an extravagant plan to ensure that she is never hunted down by the alpha who mistreated her, and here she is, betraying our trust.

Claiming that because Holly is an omega, and because she is the leader of Platinum Shores, that she should be a martyr? Fuck that.

I won’t allow it.

My worth might be shaken, but I’ll destroy the world for Holly. I didn’t want to bring this kind of destruction yet what choice do I have?

“How could you? You should’ve trusted me,” Holly says, her voice remaining even.

“Don’t answer her.” Hector’s gruff voice strikes me in the gut, winding me. “Get to the balcony. I’m not waiting around for this bitch’s forgiveness.”

I tiptoe closer, saying a silent prayer to the universe that he doesn’t hear me. I stay out of sight, walking along the wall. I see a pair of legs on the floor, and I recognize Andrew’s boots.

Fuck.

I was hoping for a hostage situation, and not for Holly’s bodyguard to be a victim. I was assured he was one of the best and most highly trained alphas in Gilded Sands. He was part of the royal guard.

He didn’t even survive a few weeks.

I was hoping he’d be worthy of joining my pack because I need more than just myself as alpha. Holly needs more than just me, and I completely recognize it.

It’s one of the reasons why I was so adamant that she picked someone she enjoys the scent of. It’s why I wanted her to meet and decide for herself.

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