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I close my eyes and shut down, wishing that the world would just swallow me whole.
″Go to my office. Now. If you try to leave this club, you will regret it.” Madame Tamsin shoves her hand into my back, pushing me. “You better hope Anita can settle Mr. Doyle down.”
The potent scent of her anger wafts through the air, overpowering the collection of foul fragrances radiating from the males frequenting her club.
″I can explain,” I say, finally managing to get my mouth to work. “Please, you—”
Madame Tamsin smacks me across the face, leaving my cheek stinging. Tears well in my eyes, and I recoil, shrinking down against her rage.
″Don’t say another word and do as I say. Go to my office.” She growls the words and points her finger, not even caring that everyone stares at us. “Now!”
I drop my gaze to the floor and do as she commands.
My life is truly over. I can’t hide my true nature any longer, and without having any connections to a pack or any of the leaders in power, I’ll be at Madame Tamsin’s mercy.
But she doesn’t have any.
She is absolutely merciless.
Chapter 2
Kinsey
Omega Order
Istareattheletter opener sparkling on Madame Tamsin’s desk. The hilt glimmers with jewels, screaming of the luxury she craves to surround herself in. With the ornate hardware on her desk, elaborate light fixtures, plush rugs, and swanky artwork, I can easily forget the trash piling the streets outside. The Vixen Lounge truly captures the world Madame Tamsin desires to live in.
I glide my finger over the cool steel of the letter opener, imagining picking it up to use as a weapon. I know I couldn’t outmatch Madame Tamsin in a fight, but using the small blade intended for paper would give me at least a couple of seconds to run. Where would I go? I have no idea. Anywhere has to be better than staying here and finding out what Madame Tamsin could possibly do to me.
“Kinsey!” Madame Tamsin startles me, standing in the doorway. The tight fabric of her dress accentuates her vivacious curves, the hourglass silhouette of her body undeniably attractive. “Get your filthy fingers off my belongings.”
I knew better than to even consider fighting her. She could decide to take my hand for leaving even a molecule of my scent behind on her stuff. No one touches things that don’t belong to them without permission. It doesn’t only include her precious Gorgeous Girls that I can hear laughing from their dressing rooms. I train my eyes downward and fold my arms over my chest. Taking a step away, I back against the wall and slouch my shoulders, trying to make myself smaller. If I don’t look like I’m a threat, Madame Tamsin will settle down. She always does. I know how to handle alphas, especially ones like her. Obedience keeps her calm. Loyalty ensures her nicety. If only one of these things could save me now. Unfortunately, keeping secrets and lying could ignite her hostility. And I’ve done both.
I consider dropping to my knees and begging her for mercy, but that would be taking things too far. I will not admit to doing something wrong. She will need more proof than the handful of blue pills. I won’t give it to her willingly. She can accuse me and call the authorities, letting them deal with it. If she does so, it’ll give me a moment to think. There are bars on the window to my right, but I can probably squeeze through the small one over the toilet in her office bathroom.
“I should call the Pack Regime of the Gutter District and turn you in. Those pills are against the law, and turning you in would guarantee a reward.” Madame Tamsin strolls in and closes the door behind her. Her warm scent trickles toward me, her anger morphing into something different. It’s not the tang of musk I smell on the men who frequent the club, but it does have a hint of desire. Just not for me. I know what her desire smells like, and it’s bitter like coffee and just as dark.
This doesn’t send my heart racing in the same way. Yeah, I am scared, but she gives me no reason to panic yet.
I lick my lips, trying to moisten my mouth, so my voice doesn’t crack. “What do you want?” I could try to explain my situation to her, but it’s obvious that she doesn’t give a fuck. She sees an opportunity in me, and what she plans to do will determine what I do next.
Madame Tamsin clicks her tongue and wags her finger at me, her grimace spreading into a wicked smile. I’ve seen this expression a dozen times. She knows exactly how to play the situation to her benefit, and regardless of what she decides, she’ll come out on top. I’m an omega hiding as a beta, after all. Without a pack or a mate bond, I’m nothing. I’m at the mercy of the Pack Regimes of Saint Vista, and there have been many rumors about what they do to people like me.
I shudder even thinking about it.
“My dear, sweet Kinsey. You know me too well, don’t you?” Her hazel eyes drink me in, starting from my mouth and working her way down my body. The warm amber fragrance grows stronger, twisting around me and sending goosebumps over my skin. My reaction isn’t caused by her pheromones, because the suppressant pills help balance me out, but by the fear instincts that grip me, refusing to let me go, setting me off. I see a predator before me, and my very nature as an unbonded omega wants me to escape. Those who don’t want me, desire to destroy me, and my very soul recognizes it.
I curl my fingers and dig my nails into my palms. I wish I could rush out of here. Her dominance freezes me in place like a scared animal. “I’ve been with you every day for two years, Madame Tamsin. It would be a problem if I didn’t know you. Now please, tell me what you want. You said that you should turn me in, not that you would. You know I don’t have any money.” Because she doesn’t even pay me much. I get my income mostly from tips, but that’s just how it is. I’ve always been considered weak in her eyes. I’ve had nothing to offer except my ability to serve and not in the way that alphas crave.
Until now.
She recognizes me for who I am, and there’s no way I’ll be able to talk my way out of this and persuade her otherwise. She’s a pill popper, and I’m sure she knows exactly what the pretty blue pills do. They are one of a kind, a drug that can put me in prison or worse for a long ass time. I’m committing fraud and hiding my true order. But the risk was worth it. Because even prison would be better than me accepting my fate as an omega.
“Watch your tongue, or I will ensure you never use it again. You do not speak to me as if we’re equals. You can’t demand answers.” Madame Tamsin rushes me and shoves her hand to my throat, pushing me against the wall. Her desire shifts and the potent smell of gasoline ignites the scent of her anger, turning my muscles more malleable, my body relaxing, because she can use her power against me. She’s not my alpha, but she’s strong and determined. I’m at her mercy. It pisses me off how just her presence can do that to me.
I let my hair fall into my face, remaining silent.
She doesn’t say anything for a long moment, studying my face as I refuse to look at her. My heart thrashes wildly, and I blink my eyes, trying my best not to let the tears slip free.
