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Grabbing my chin, he strokes his thumbs over my cheeks, shocking me. “I hope you smell me for days, sweetheart. You have grown up to be a pretty little thing. Too bad you’ve already been used. Count your blessings that your new alphas don’t give a shit.”
It takes everything in me not to sucker punch him in the face. “Go to hell!” Fuck my hesitation. My rage grabs hold of me, and I give in to the fight burning inside me. Jabbing my fist, I punch him right between the legs.
He howls and tries to snatch me, but I duck out of his reach and shove into him, knocking him into the sidewall. I kick his knee and rush out of the side door of the van. The driver raises his hands and backs up, keeping out of my way. No one wants to mess with a pissed off bridezilla. I never thought I’d be the type, but they ruined my wedding day, and now I want to ruin their lives completely.
I nearly eat shit on the sidewalk outside of a two-story townhouse. I spin around, tucking the phone between my cleavage into my bra to keep it safe. Lifting the skirt of my dress, I kick off my heels and make a run for it. I have no idea where the hell I’m going, only that I’m going. I need to get out of here. If I can just find somewhere to hide, I know my alphas will find me.
A heavy body slams into me, knocking me off my feet. I skid across the ground. Pain slices over my arm and shoulder, the road rash burning my skin. Tears sting my eyes, but I don’t let the agony stop me from fighting. I slap and punch and scratch Chaz, using my anger to push me forward. How dare he do this. How dare he feel so entitled to me that he’d go as far as to ruin my life because I rejected him. How dare he use me like my mom to gain wealth.
Lacing his fingers around my throat, he squeezes, cutting off my airway. “Fuck, Scarlett. Stop fighting. You’ve lost. If you don’t quit it, I have every right as your alpha to put you in your damn place. You don’t want to embarrass your mother now, do you?”
“Scarlett, honey. Why do you have to be such a disappointment? I’ve been doing everything to give you an incredible life, and you sit here and fight it. Stop acting like a child. You don’t want him to hurt you, now, do you?” Mom’s sickly sweet voice chimes through the air, freezing my heart like ice.
My chest heaves, my body relaxing. I was less afraid of Rip, which says something. Chaz will hurt me. I know he will. The strength of his hand around my neck proves as much. I’m sure I’ll have bruises that’ll linger for days.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I didn’t expect to have to comb through my memories, pulling out all of the tidbits I was taught from Omega Prep on handling an angry alpha.
“I’m sorry,” I whimper, my voice barely managing to escape.
Chaz’s features soften, and he releases my neck only to squeeze my face between his thumb and index finger. “See. That wasn’t hard. We don’t have to fight, Scarlett. We’re going to have a good life together. You get to be close to your family. You won’t have to worry about anything apart from popping out those powerful children we’ll have together. You’ll be taken care of. You’ll whine and beg for forgiveness soon enough. Just wait until we have you on your knees.”
I cringe, biting my bottom lip to stop it from trembling. “Can I please get to my feet? I haven’t seen my mom in a while.”
Chaz smiles, though wicked darkness still lingers in his gaze. He slides his arms under me and lifts me to my feet, purposely adjusting the bodice of my dress without my permission. I want so badly to slap him, but he would be the type to slap me back. Instead, I need to reason with the only person that can help me right now. The one who has also betrayed me the most.
“Mom?” I say, my soft voice cracking. I spin on my feet and catch sight of my mom in a skimpy, tight-fitted black dress and big sunglasses. Diamonds glitter from her neck, earrings, and wrists, along with the sparkling buckles on her stilettos.
She lifts her sunglasses up, pushing her hair back. “Oh, Scarlett. My darling. I knew once you could catch your breath that you’d settle down.”
I’m only settling down enough to get them to let their guards down so I can strike them like a fucking snake, going for the kill shot.
“I’m so happy I managed to stop that horrid wedding. I mean, look at that dress. That is gaudy and not fitting of one of the Steele women.” Mom touches the skirt of my dress and stretches it out. “Have you gained weight? You look a bit chubby.”
I bite my cheek, stopping from retorting with something similar. “What does it matter to you? My weight doesn’t affect your life. And I love my dress.”
“You never did have the best taste. But that can be fixed. I’m sure Pack Broderik will help train you into a respectable omega. Scarlett Broderik. It’s so much nicer than Miller. I’m the one who suggested Chaz make the change. I know they have some trouble with the law in San Diego, but I managed to work some things out here. Pack Carlisle will be happy to have them in the territory, especially if you’re anything like me. They can’t wait to see if you can beat my record for omega girls.” Mom motions me toward the open gate leading to the stoop of the townhouse.
Rip and his pack watch us in silence. I try not to react as Chaz hands him a thick envelope, and the two of them shake hands. Rip hops into the van, not waiting a moment longer.
I’ve never felt so disappointed and disgusted in my life. I should’ve known better. My mom and dads have done some shady shit. Of course, they would have someone like Rip at their beck and call.
“Won’t she make an incredible mother, Chaz?” Mom asks, letting him help her into the back of the limo instead of waiting for the driver.
“And I can’t wait to turn her into one. When’s your next heat, Scarlett? There’s no way in hell those old men could give you the child you crave.” Chaz grabs my hand and yanks me to him, sliding his arm around my back.
His words ignite blinding fury inside me, and I jerk my knee up and strike him in the balls. Swinging my hand, I slap him across the face and shove him.
I won’t let him take me.
I won’t let him turn me into the obedient omega of his dirty fantasies.
So I run.
I run, and I don’t stop.
I will never be his. I belong to Pack Hart, and the world will see. It’s what pushes me forward. It’s what will save me.
