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Alphas transform into wolves all over, some running straight toward me before they’ve had a chance to change, while the others bet on being able to overtake them once they’ve turned. The infighting gives me a chance to sprint out of there, my chest aching at the sudden exertion. I’m not used to this kind of activity—but I don’t have a choice.
I run straight for the edge of the platform, convinced for a moment that I’ll jump into the sea and swim for my life. I’ve done it before, even if it was dumb luck that I survived the last time. But when I get to the edge, I come face to face with my mortality when I look at the roiling sea, the hurricane tossing the waves up toward the edge. It’s at least two hundred feet down to the surface, and if I don’t die on impact, I’ll be dragged under by the tide.
An angry ocean in front of me, and even more angry alphas behind me…
I want to live.
A snarl tears through the air behind me and I make up my mind right then and there to stay on the Rig—or at least to find a way down to the dock. I run along the edge of the platform just as someone snatches at my heels, another lycan leaping on the one chasing me. Blood splashes against the backs of my legs, making the deck even more slippery than it was before.
The storm rages on the gulf as the eye passes over us.
I keep going.
I duck into a maze of shipping containers, desperate to find a place to hide even though I know on an instinctive level that the alphas will be able to scent me no matter where I go. My heart hammers in my chest as I run, my body buzzing with adrenaline. Someone is laughing behind me, a garbled sound that sounds more monstrous than human. Another snarl tells me that more than one alpha is on my trail, eager to get me in their claws.
Something big and hard hits me in the back, throwing me to the ground as claws dig into my shoulder. The scent hits me right after his body—Abel is the one on top of me, ready to bite. He laughs as he grinds his hips against me, tearing at my clothes until I’m barely covered at all and catching my skin with it.
The pain makes me partially shift, my nails growing longer as my hands morph into claws. I roll over and slash at Abel’s muzzle, and he lets out a roar of surprise as I slip out from under him and start running again.
I lose all sense of where I am and where I’m going. All I know is that I have to escape—that I can’t let any of these alphas catch me. I stay half-shifted, unable to take the time to turn fully as I sprint for my life.
I’ve almost made it to the elevator when two alphas collide right in front of me, both fully shifted with bare teeth and claws. They shred each other’s fur and flesh, one turning toward me with flashing red eyes. I fall on my ass and scramble backwards. One of these men will claim me. It’s only a matter of time.
My heart drops.
Cruelty…that’s what’s in store for me.
There’s barely any warning before a third lycan joins the fray, erupting from between the other two alphas, tearing through them like butter. He ignores them completely and transforms just as he leaps on top of me, turning human again as I’m pressed to the wet platform. His body heat is in stark contrast with the cold metal beneath me, his weight bearing down.
I sob and struggle, knowing it’s probably just making him more thrilled for the kill.
But this isn’t the kill.
No…it’s so much worse than that.
Teeth graze my throat, but he doesn’t bite down even though he’s won the hunt. I go prone, my breath coming in short gasps, my limbs frozen. A sense of rightness comes over me, and I curse my stupid, stupid body for being so weak in this moment when I should be strong. The alpha’s cock rests between my thighs, his knot swollen with pleasure…and I wish I didn’t like it, but I do.
That’s all I am.
Just a stupid omega waiting to be claimed.
“Stop trembling,” the man on top of me growls. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
I recognize that voice and that scent: coconuts and coffee, a gruff, growling, commanding tone.
This isn’t a Rig alpha…it’s Javi.
I was convinced he and his partner had left, but here he is, lying on top of me completely naked. I hear the other alphas edging in around us, and I feel Javi put his weight more firmly on top of me—like he’s preparing to resist being pulled away. He snaps his head up and snarls at the nearest alpha, Abel watching from the fringes.
He doesn’t have to say the words for me to know what the growl means.
Mine.
Javi turns his attention back to me, dragging his nose over my pulse, where a mate is supposed to bite. My senses are in overdrive, every touch making me want to squirm against him, to drag him in. I take a shuddering breath as I wait for him to make his move, wondering what he plans on doing when he’s the one who delivered me to these monsters.
His tongue presses to my skin…laps at my pulse, my jawline, making me arch against him.
“This might hurt,” he murmurs.
