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Grayson tilts his head to the side and moves closer, shifting around me, his fingers brushing my ass, making it tingle. I bite back the urge to growl. He moves like a shark, unerring in his direction. Certain. His mouth on my shoulder, his fingers in my hair. So quick, before I can slap at him. Dividing my attention from the more subdued but no less powerful threat of Silas.
Onyx tries to escape, but I pull her up against my side. The alphas, for their part, ignore her. It enrages me. Which is confusing because I don’t want them touching or looking at her. But pretending she doesn’t exist is worse.
A door opens at the other end of the hall. I turn to look over my shoulder and spot Falcon. He approaches slowly, adjusting his tie as he walks. He is the most intimidating of the three of them. When he gets close, he simply reaches out and tries to take her from me.
He tries to take her from me.
My barely leashed temper explodes. I lash out at him, shoving hard at his chest, and pull Onyx into my arms, snarling viciously at the three alphas who aren’t mine but are currently threats.
“Onyx,” Falcon says in warning.
“We had a conversation about ambushing and manners, didn’t we?” Onyx snaps back. “You’re the idiot who was set on goading your omega into a response. How stupid can you get?”
Her cheeks immediately redden, and she looks up guiltily.
Falcon’s face gets that stiff, tense mask that hides the rage he’s feeling. I don’t take my eyes off him.
“That’s not what’s going on,” Gray says helpfully.
We all ignore him.
Onyx turns in my arms and wraps her arms around my waist. “They just want to talk. Surely, a conversation wouldn’t hurt.”
I peer down at her and narrow my eyes. “No!”
“One little conversation.” She pleads.
I glance up at Silas and his carefully composed mask. “One conversation.”
“I need to show you something. I need you to watch it to the end, and I need you to have an open mind. This isn’t an attack, Dylan, it’s evidence.”
Silas pulls out his phone and hands it to me. I look at the security footage and hiss. How dare he? How fucking dare he?
But Onyx grips my hand before I can throw the phone.
“Can we watch it, please?”
She doesn’t know the pain she’s causing me. I reluctantly nod. She presses the button and holds her hand over mine. At first, I’m barely paying attention, but then I do a double take and rewind it. I watch it over and over.
Maybe seven or eight times.
The horror of the revelation is staggeringly huge. It’s epically life changing and completely devastating.
I fucked up. I made a mistake. They didn’t do anything with the other omega. Oh, god.
No. It changes nothing. I can’t trust them. The other omegas will never give up. I don’t deserve this pack. The Treyfield pack. They should never be mine.
I stare at the screen, but I don’t feel right, and now…I don’t even want her near me. My vision goes white and black, and I hear a ringing in my ears. My face is clammy with a cold sweat that makes me shiver. I step back out of their grips and move away from everyone. One step at a time until I’m running.
I run as fast as I can, but I can’t escape the words, I can’t escape the whispers. She’s there with a thousand faces. The omega they deserve, the one who can carry on their line. The she’s that aren’t me.
Broken me. Poor, ruined me. Unworthy. Undeserving.
How could I ever think that I could deserve her?
How could I ever think that I could have them?
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