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Chapter Five
Kit
I watch the omega as she sits in the sun, biding my time, and it’s all I can fucking do to not charge her and rock her world. I’m hidden behind trees, bushes, rocks, and space, but I can still smell her, and it’s got me harder than I’ve ever been.
When we first started hearing people talk about the crazy female cult that lived in the woods, we laughed it off. Our pack moved nearby, because we needed new opportunities. Omegas are becoming exceedingly rare and the drive my brothers and I feel to possess our own grows every day, maddening us.
The more we looked into this cult, the more questions we had. No one knew much about it since they keep to themselves, but when word got out that a few alphas have gone missing over the years, we had a spark of inspiration. Why were they only targeting alphas? A few had managed to escape, but they were so mixed up and traumatized from their capture that their minds were practically useless. I find it hard to believe a few women could turn an Alpha’s brain to mush, but stranger things have happened.
We realized all the alphas that went missing didn’t have a pack; they were taken, and it took too long for anyone to notice them missing. It was a risk sending in James, because if anything happened to him we’d rain hell down on the entire compound- but we were pretty sure that we’d be able to get him out when it was time to. It’s not like these women possessed supernatural abilities or anything, they were just zealous and crazy. In the past, I’ve prided myself on how I handle crazy women.
We’d been scouting their compound for months when we got our first hint of omega perfume, and though it wasn’t overly appealing, it was still omega, and it still made us crazy. We basically decided on the spot that we had to infiltrate this place if we wanted a taste of the spoils. First, we had to figure outwhythey needed alphas, and then we had to determinewhenthey needed them.
We couldn’t track down any that had previously escaped, so that meant more sleuthing. Armed with scent neutralizers, we were able to sneak inside and do some friendly eavesdropping, and they were so blatant about this weird ass choosing ritual, that we figured that was what we needed to be concerned with. Their leader was the only one that went out and about in the normal world, so we figured if we got James into her path and made it blatantly obvious he was both an alpha and unattached to a pack, she’d take the bait.
And thank fuck for that. As soon as James got ‘kidnapped’, we got the one scent that made us lose our fucking minds- the omega perfume that smelled of spiced peaches and bourbon, rich and sweet. It set Colter and I nearly into a rut, and I’m sure that James is having a boner of epic proportions having been so close to the creature.
We knew we had to be patient and time everything right if we really wanted this omega to be ours, and it didn’t take long for us to all agree that we’d basically do absolutely anything at all to make that happen. So, we tested the limits of our patience, gathered as much information as we could, and did a hell of a lot of waiting and being quiet.
We were rewarded gallantly with our efforts when we returned today to find that our omega is outside the compound now, completely unprotected. Maybe she’s still close enough to the compound for the batshit crazy leader to consider her safe, and no doubt she’s got patrols or something safeguarding her, but this cult leader is absolutely delusional if she thinks this omega isn’t pure alpha bait.
This grotto they’re staying in with the cabin and the small lake up in the mountains is mostly hidden, and Colter and I wouldn’t have even known it was here except for the fact that we kept seeing people walking the path that led out from behind the main compound, returning with things. One look inside the empty cabin where we saw a very crude nest, and we celebrated. This was where they’d keep the omega while they readied the specimen they trapped to breed her.
Things weren’t going to go that way this time around since we had every intention of stealing both their specimen and their chosen omega, but I don’t even feel bad about it.
As I watch this gorgeous creature tip her head up to the sun, her dark curly hair seeming to soak up every ray, I know she belongs to me. To Colter. To James.
She’s wearing what must be the most god-awful dress I’ve ever seen in my fucking life, but she is still so stunning it hurts to breathe. Big soulful eyes, curves for days, dark creamy skin, and a grace when she moves that has me mesmerized.
“God alive, man,” Colter says, as stunned as I am. “She’s…”
“Fucking ours.”
“Why are we still waiting again?”
“I was hoping the second woman would give her some distance before we made our move. We could knock her out or something, but there’s the chance she’d scream and alert someone nearby. I just need her to give our omega a little space so we can swoop in and grab her.”
Colter nods, his gaze still fixed on the sunbathing enigma. We’re both fixated as she pulls the awful dress up a few inches, scantily exposing her ankles. I snort to myself. If she’s uncomfortable showing such a small amount of skin in the middle of an empty forest, we’re about to give her a crash course in the wonders of being nude around the clock.
The worst part is, is that I know she’s needing right now. The wind shifts and her arousal hits us, and though we’ve smelled her on the other woman, they seem as if they’re fighting or something. Their smiles aren’t real deep, and there’s not a lot of extra words being exchanged.
We snooped inside their cabin after the females stepped outside this morning, and I could tell that they’ve definitely been doing something together in that depressing nest, but it didn’t smell fresh. So theyweregetting along, and maybe now they aren’t? I don’t know. I do know that I want to murder this other woman for touching what’s mine. The fact that she’s tasted and touchedouromega has me ready to beat my chest and yell.
“Let’s get closer, man. I've got to hear her voice.”
“Just be careful. If they sense us before we’re ready to show ourselves, it won’t go as smoothly.”
“I know, Kit.” Colter quietly pats me on the shoulder. It’s dumb to warn him about things I know he’s already thinking about, but I’m so twisted up in knots right now that I can hardly think straight. I’m of a pretty narrow mindset currently, unable to do much besides imagining feeling this Omega sidled up next to me, panting, begging for us.
I follow behind Colter as he moves silently through the brush, aiming closer and closer to the omega until she’s no more than maybe twenty feet from us. I send a silent thank you up to the giant redwood tree that chose this spot to grow in, because it’s wide enough to conceal both of us.
There are a few birds twittering about, masking any slight sound we might have let loose, and from this close I can see how relaxed the omega is.
“Eln? What are you doing up there?” The omega calls out.
She sits up and gets on her hands and knees, peering up towards a large rock face where her companion is climbing. The sight of her round backside, even in that awful burlap dress, has me and Colter both stifling a groan, because she’s unknowingly put herself in the absolute best position to get fucked by her alphas.
“Rock jumping!” The friend yells back.
