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I quickly step close, getting on my knees because Spencer’s pack doesn’t pull Beckett to his feet, enjoying seeing him beneath them. I wrap my arms around him and hug him close, pressing my lips to his ear.

“Everything is going to be okay. Listen to me. Spencer won’t get away with this. I need you to do as I say. I know you want to protect me, but you have to let me protect you.” I kiss his lobe, feeling him shiver.

“Holly, please. Don’t do this. They will not keep their word. I know men like them,” Beckett murmurs, his muscles tense.

“I know, but you still have to trust me. Just don’t do anything that gets you hurt, okay? Trust me.” Hands lock in my hair and yank me from the ground, and I scream out and thrash.

It sets off the Silversteins, and it takes me screaming again for them to stop to get Spencer’s pack to back off and not hurt them.

Spencer sets me on my feet, keeping his hand locked around my wrist. “Remember, princess. We’re watching you. I have access to everything in your territory. You might have broken your alpha leaders, but I have my own. Just because Platinum Shores wasn’t part of Saint Vista before doesn’t mean I didn’t have allies in Calico Proper. There’s a benefit to being neutral.”

He might not have had allies in Saint Vista, but it’s obvious that he has allies in Calico Proper. It’s not unheard of for regions to make ties. It’s what keeps them safe from wars against each other. And I’m sure Calico Proper took a good look at Saint Vista when we were destroying ourselves.

Everything is starting to make better sense.

No wonder it was easy for Hector to get into my territory to mess with me. No wonder some of the alpha leaders continue to push back. They thought that my reign would be short, especially if another one of the leaders of Saint Vista’s Pack Regimes was giving them that sort of hope. Spencer is probably the one that also ensured Righteous Waters’ freedom. They have connections. They almost got me from Gilded Sands and created a partnership with my wretched father.

It feels as if he still wins in the end. He wanted me to be a broken omega like my mother, and here I am, facing the same fate. And this time my brothers can’t intervene because they don’t know.

The weight of everything lies on my shoulders.

But I won’t let it push me down.

Alphas are nothing without omegas, and I will prove it.

I will not back down. I will not bow.

Nothing can shatter me.

23

Never Broken

Holly

“I have eyes on them,” Andrew says, fisting his hand and pumping it. He’s been talking to several people across different territories, getting the information he needs to hack into our own system that Spencer has locked us out of.

I snatch the phone away from him and stare at the screen, pinching my fingers to adjust the magnification. It takes everything in me to remain composed, staring at Beckett, Jordan, Isaiah, and Wesley as they sit against a plain wall in an empty apartment. Each of them has a bag over their head and their hands are restrained behind them, the position appearing achingly uncomfortable.

They probably will starve them and not give them a bathroom break either. As for the rest of our team? I have no idea. Spencer had Hector take Dale. I’m assuming they’re either going to imprison them, torture them, or break them until they comply. I feel bad that anyone had to get involved. But we couldn’t do it alone. Hell, we couldn’t even do it with them.

Andrew rests his warm hand on my leg, drawing my attention away from the video feed and back to him, sitting behind the wheel of the Jeep. We thought it was best not to go back to the palace, but we also know we can’t go running to my brothers in Gilded Sands. So now, here we are, trying to figure out the best way to approach things. I’m waiting for the rest of the Pack Regimes to respond to my emergency meeting. I don’t think I can wait another day. I want Spencer to know that I will be a good little omega and step down immediately.

But I won’t do it until I know my packmates are free.

“Don’t worry, Holly. Our pack is tough. They’ll manage until we can get them what they need. There will be someone willing to turn against Hector. I know it. He might think that his pack members are still loyal, but men like him don’t earn loyalty. They steal it. They beat it out of people. If these guys think that Hector will be the death of them, one of them will turn their backs. We just need to figure out who.”

Andrew’s phone beeps and vibrates in my hand, and I spot a text message from an unknown number.

Without giving the phone back to Andrew, I click on the message.

Unknown: There is an omega male passing as a beta on the Righteous Waters Pack.

My eyes widen with the message. That’s unbelievable.

I tap my finger across the screen.

Me: Does Hector know?

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