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“It won’t affect her?” I asked, shocked.
“It won’t send her into a heat,” Teagan explained, her chin tilted in challenge.
“Why not?” Sutton asked, and all of us kept our eyes on the bikers who were now very, very still.
“Eliza doesn’t have heats.” Sienna started chewing her bottom lip. “She never has.”
If that bothered Loki or his beta, they didn’t show it. Instead, they immediately turned back to Maximo.
“Weapons?” Loki asked.
“This way,” I said, heading downstairs. They followed close behind, and I led the way to the fortified weapons room. I went right for my guns and knives before pointing to the far wall. “Anything over there is fair game. I’m sure they’ll be armed, so don’t be shy.”
“Thanks,” Loki said as he handed the beta an assault rifle and grabbed one for himself. They already had knives and pistols strapped to their bodies, which was no surprise. A motorcycle club could be just as dangerous as the mafia, so we knew they’d be at least somewhat prepared.
“Let’s go! We’ve got them!” Maximo’s voice echoed down the stairs, and we grabbed the last of our gear before running up to meet him. The rest of our group was already outside, loading into the dark SUV. Zaven wasn’t driving, and he didn’t look happy about it.
“Where are they?” I called out as I threw a few extra guns in the back.
“Zaven was right. There’s a compound just outside of town where they’re keeping the omegas. It doesn’t look like a full facility, so I’m not sure what numbers we’re dealing with, but as long as her exes fucking die, I’m happy.”
“We’ll follow,” Loki promised as he went to his bike and revved it to life. “Let’s blow these motherfuckers up.”
“Gladly,” Maximo growled as he shut his door. The SUV was already in drive, so I barely had time to climb in before Sutton was peeling out of the driveway.
* * *
Hazel
My father’sface twisted further with his disgust. “Don’t use that name on me. You’ve disgraced me, Sarah.”
“Her name is Hazel,” Eliza bit out. “And when her pack gets here, you’re going to pay for all the hell you’ve caused her. You’re a poor excuse for an alpha, and I’ve waited for this fucking day!” She rushed forward so fast I couldn’t stop her, and he was too stunned to. The crunch of his nose was followed by blood, and I yanked her behind me before he could retaliate.
“It seems they haven’t kept up with your Rapture,” he said. Now, his voice was nasally, and I let a smile form on my face.
“We won’t be taking any. Run along now and take care of that. Let them know an omega broke your nose,” I taunted.
He rushed forward so quickly I expected to get hit, but he pried my mouth open, shoved a handful of pills inside, and held a hand over my mouth and nose. The bitter taste had me gagging and fighting to spit the pills out. Every second I fought, more panic flooded me. Blood and Rapture mixed together on my tongue, and I was ready to murder my father myself. But I didn’t need to do it alone. I had my bestie by my side.
“Fuck you!” she screamed as she jumped on his back. Her arm wrapped around his neck, and she squeezed enough that her muscles flexed. I fell to the ground when his grip released, spitting out pills and vomiting bile, hoping I’d purged every ounce from my system, but it was too late. My head was becoming fuzzy, and my body had already heated to the point that I was sweating.
“Oh no,” Eliza whispered as she dropped down next to me, stroking my hair. “I’ll get you out of here.”
She helped me sit against the wall before she frantically started to search for a way out. My overconfident father hadn’t locked the door behind him, so she hurried back to me and pulled me up, mostly carrying my stumbling self.
“Sorry,” I slurred as we reached a larger room. She sat me down and shushed me.
“None of that.” And then she was rushing off to check the barred door. It must have been locked since she kicked it and screamed in outrage, but my best friend was too determined to give up. She continued shoving at doors until she called out, “Found the exit, and it’s not locked! I also found the Rapture.”
“Burn it to the ground, Eliza,” I said, my angry words turning into a slow, awkward slur.
“Hang on,” she said as she scoured the boxes in the room, finally finding a pack of long matches. “We’re getting you out first.” I tried to protest, but I was now officially out of it. She gave up trying to get me to stand and just scooped me up. Her steps were slow and a bit shaky, but she trudged us over to the exit and sat me on the stairs. She slowly opened the door and peeked out, a grin splitting her face. “They made it.” She pulled me outside and settled me under a nearby tree before disappearing back down the stairs. I didn’t think I’d ever been more fucking proud of her in my life.
Let it all burn.
* * *
Zaven
