Page 116 of The Secret Omega


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All of it.

There’s a bang in the distance.

Followed by a crashing noise.

And then several high-pitched whirring sounds.

Isolde stops crying, slowly at first and then immediately as the sounds get louder.

“What’s that?” She raises her head, her face tear-streaked and red as she stares into the distance. “What’s happening?”

I move my eyes to the horizon. A thin stream of smoke reaches for the orange sunrise, and a bitter scent travels on the wind.

“They’re here.” I glance down at Isolde and then back up at the crowd. There’s commotion as they all shuffle on their feet, their excitement dimming to confusion.

The confusion doesn’t last long, though. While we’re all standing there, waiting, and trying to make sense of what’s happening, a thick plume of dust bursts down Spruce Street, turning to roll down Dogwood.

There are a couple of shrieks and a loud scream before chaos erupts, and all the faces in the crowd disappear in a thick cloud of smoke and dust.

48

Peace

Noah

My fight with Cass isn’t much of a fight, really. He’s surprisingly weak and easy to dominate—not as powerful as I’d expect someone associated with Rill to be.

But as I swat away his pathetic attempts to overpower me, I realize there’s more to it than one of us simply being stronger than the other.

No, I have an advantage. Something he lacks. When I surprise him by pushing out a particularly long, heated flood of pressure, he falls to his knees in an instant. That’s when I know exactly what I have that he doesn’t.

“You dare to touch my mate?” I grit out, tightening the hold I have on his throat. “You hurt her again?”

He chokes and coughs in response, trying and failing to speak. Finally, I release my hold enough to let him squeak out a couple of words. “We … share … omegas.”

“Share?” Shaking, I clench my fist tight, and he flops down like a fish, gasping for breath. “I don’t share.”

And that’s why he can’t win against me.

Because I’m angry.

White hot, potent fury surges through me. It’s the only emotion I’ve felt since I saw Cass hurt Hetty in that vision. Honestly, the only emotion I’ve felt since I went to Cypress House and found out that she’d disappeared.

I’m furious that I’ve been separated from my mate for so long. Enraged that she didn’t stay at camp where she’d be safe. But mostly, I’m angry with the constant interference by everyone.

Cass.

Rill.

My siblings.

Even the men currently attacking the gate.

Because they’re here now. The sounds of battle and the smell of death in the air have served as a background to my fight with Cass. After I’m done with this asshole, I’ll have to help Rill and his alphas take them on.

And that infuriates me.

But I’ll do it, but for only one reason.

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