Page 62 of Shattered Omega: Part Two

“Open the door.”Roxy’s voice was vicious. I jumped as Flynn’s hand on me became painful, and I realised I shifted, reaching for her. I was torn between screaming for her and keeping my silence.

But if they locked the door…? She couldn’t push past three of them.

Then what would they do to me?

Gareth’s threat stuck in my mind. And if she saw me… what about the video? I think Eric had cut it to sound like I’d betrayed her—as if I’d come looking for them, not her.

She already knew I’d lied about my eyes.

“I don’t give a shit about you and your stupid ego,” Roxy snarled. “If she’s not in there, then show me.”

Eric laughed. “Get fucked, Roxy.”

I heard the door slam and the lock turn.

I trembled as they spoke, the words not sinking in.

“…She’s throwing a fit…”

“…We’re almost done…”

Almost done…?

I clung to that until Gareth’s voice broke through my hope.

“We’re really letting her go that easy?”

I blinked, surfacing fully, something about those words sinking deep into my consciousness, dragging me up.

He was on the bed at my side, fixated on me. There was something… not right in his eyes.

Don’t let alphas bite you, Shatter. We don’t know what will happen.

My uncle’s warning rang in my ears. My mates weren’t becoming violent from the bites they’d left, but that wasn’t the only threat I faced from the Lincoln pack.

“Nah,” Flynn said. “I’m not done.”

Instincts rose, the tone shifting. I knew it, even as I lay still, waiting for it to be over. But I could feel that possibility slipping away.

Were they realising the scent match?

They’d had a plan, but it was fading now. Even their scents were shifting. Before, I was in a room of predators, now… now they were changing.

Claim tangled with their scents.

“Dusk…”My voice was a desperate whine. It was the first time I’d spoken in what felt like an age. I don’t know what seized me in a moment, but I knew what I had to do.“Dusk,”I choked out.

I wanted Dusk.

All this time, he’d protected me from this.

He would never do that again now, but it didn’t matter.

The frightening edge of their scents dulled, claim dying for arrogance as Gareth laughed. “You think he’ll take you back? After you came crawling to us? He’s going to find out you’ve been chasing us all term.”

It… it was working. Eric dragged me up, fist back in my hair.“Areyou going to run to him, little freak?”

I hugged myself, eyes closed.

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