Page 51 of Omega's Reign

I check the gun, making sure it’s loaded, and keep my fingers on the trigger. Moving forward, I get behind Jordan and back him up as he opens the door. I aim my gun, looking at our surroundings.

Pulling the trigger, I immediately shoot the guy standing outside the apartment, dropping him dead to the ground before he can even realize what’s happening.

Righteous Waters truly thinks highly of themselves if they only have one guy standing guard out here. It helps if they underestimate us. Probably because Beckett is our only alpha. Sometimes it’s good to be thought of as less, so we can prove them wrong. We are stronger. We are more powerful. Claiming Holly as our omega already proves it. We have power that these assholes can only dream about. They weren’t worthy before, and they’re still not.

And I’m ready to make them see it.

“We’re not showing mercy,” Beckett growls, striding by my side. Wesley takes the end position, now holding the gun he took from the guard outside.

We stay together in formation, jogging the few dozen feet to the apartment two doors down. Wesley fires his gun from behind me, and I watch a figure drop to the ground in my peripheral vision. A man wasn’t at the door, but he was running back.

“They know we’ve escaped,” Jordan says, glancing over his shoulder at the rest of us. “There will be more coming.”

Hell yeah, there will be. I don’t know how many of Spencer’s pack are here to stand beside Righteous Waters, but it will be more than we can handle.

Jordan reaches the door first and kicks it open without testing the doorknob. I aim my gun at an empty foyer and charge ahead, glancing around the unfurnished apartment.

“Looks like they were really depending on Holly to be compliant,” Beckett mutters, moving ahead of me. I fall back beside Wesley, keeping my attention split between the front door and the bedroom where Beckett kicks open the door.

He and Jordan disappear inside, and I bounce on my feet, expecting an army to come running in to recapture us, beat the shit out of us, and make us pray for death. But I’m not fucking dying today. I would not abandon Holly that way. I’m certain enough that the universe has finally deemed me worthy of her, giving us the chance we need.

Beckett whistles, and I turn to him and frown, not liking his expression.

“Fucking monsters,” he says, jogging past me. Jordan doesn’t meet my gaze, his eyes wide and his face losing color. I don’t have to ask them to know that the rest of our team, the guys that trusted us to help them make it out of here alive, are already dead.

I fist my hand and punch the wall, leaving a crater behind. I wish it were Hector that I could beat the shit out of. Those men didn’t deserve such a fate. No wonder there was only one guard. Hector and Spencer thought our break-out team was dead. We will use their arrogance against them.

“Come on. There’s nothing we can do. Our priority is Holly. We need to get out of here for her.” Wesley motions for me to follow them, and I take my position at the end once more, wishing that Hector would show his face. I want to see his anger before his fear. I want to be the one he sees last before he finds himself burning in hell.

Another part of me is grateful that he’s not though. No one else tries to stop us, either having some good sense or they just know they’ve lost.

My breathing quickens as I spot the side of the complex, and a vehicle idles just outside the wall.

“Lilac, what the fuck?” Beckett asks, grabbing our sister and pulling her into his arms. “You shouldn’t have come here.”

Lilac quickly pulls away and slaps her hand on the hood. “You know these misogynistic alphas don’t give two shits about female betas. Of course I’m here.”

“Get in, assholes,” Ginger opens the driver’s side door. “Our queen gave us a mission, and we’re not going to let you guys mess it up. Now get in back and duck down. There are soldiers everywhere.”

Damn. Spencer has already taken over our territory.

No one steals what belongs to us. No one destroys the work we put into turning this territory from a shit hole and into paradise. And no one messes with my omega or pack.

I’m going to make him pay.

25

Heating Things Up

Holly

I dig my nails into my palms, the ache between my legs growing worse by the minute. I don’t know how I’ve managed to get myself into the building and to my private apartment within the leader tower.

My heartbeat thumps quickly, banging against my ribcage in an attempt to break free. I don’t know how much longer I can stand this. I tried to take a suppressant pill, but I threw it up. It’s as if my body completely rejects my attempt to stifle my coming heat. I know it’s not quite here yet, but it could be any hour. Any minute even.

I need to get it together.

“Holly, did you hear me?” Andrew touches my shoulder, startling me from my thoughts. “The extraction was a success. Lilac just notified me.”

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