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“Who thefuckwere you talking to?” he growled, gesturing to the laptop.
“It was just Lavender—please don’t tell me you scared her off. I just went to get popcorn,” I groaned.
“Who the fuck is Lavender?” Gage growled.
“She's… uh, the omega I spoke to briefly when I was hacking into the Haven computers a few months ago to look for records of any omegas going missing.”
“You’restilltalking to her?” Gage asked in shock. “I knew you’d had a conversation with an omega because you thought she was cute, but we agreed it couldn’t continue!”
“Yeah, we’re friends. I’m allowed to have friends, aren’t I? Don’t tell me you scared her off, Gage.”
“Don’t glare at me Archer, you were meant to be done with anything related to the Haven months ago. Why didn’t you tell us?”
“Because you would tell me to stop, and there’s no harm in just talking with a friend.”
Gage pinched the bridge of his nose. “Why the fuck did you leave a video chat open if you’re not in the room?”
“I was just grabbing a snack.” I knowGage was just being protective. It’s who he was, but fuck me, it felt stifling at times.
“Your little omega just fucking overheard me and Kane discussing how we’re going topurchasea fucking omega on the black market,” Gage snarled.
My face dropped. “Shit, are you sure she overheard?” That wouldnotbe good, that could ruineverythingwe had been working toward for years. All of our sacrifices would be pointless if we were caught before we managed to find Juniper and bring her home.
“Hopefully not, she could cause a lot of issues by saying just a few words,” Kane interjected. “She’s a Haven omega, Arch, surrounded by guards who she can run to and tell everything. Can you hack into her computer and make sure she isn’t messaging anyone? How much does she know about us?”
“Not much, I used our old jobs when telling her about us.” I shrugged. “I can hack in, make sure she didn’t overhear anything.” I dropped the popcorn onto the table and opened my laptop which Gage had slammed closed, typing away.
“What if she talks to someone in person?” Kane asked coolly. “There’s no way to know or trace that.”
“We’ll have to stop her.” Gage frowned, looking at my packmates. “Why the hell did you let this go on for so long, Archer? She can’t be allowed to talk to anyone.”
“How?” Kane asked again. “How can we make her physically stop?”
How indeed.
“Arch, can you do this?” Gage asked.
“Are you asking if I can, or if I am willing to?” I asked, a bite to my voice.
Gage shrugged. “Both? You clearly seem attached to this omega if you’ve been talking to her for so long.”
My only answer was to throw a disgusted look at Gage and continue typing. It would be easy enough to get access to Lavender’s electronics—I had done it many times before. Every time we had a video call, I did it. My pack never would have been allowed into the Haven, let alone registered on their computer system, we weren’t a respectable enough pack.
Theo threw himself down on a nearby armchair while I typed. Gage stood over me, arms crossed and Kane lurked somewhere in a corner like he usually did. Mere moments later I was opening the audio feed.
“It’s late,” I commented. “She may be asleep.” We tended to have our conversations late in the evening when she was winding down for the day, usually wearing pyjamas, like today's, ones that looked ridiculously comfortable and with a mug of something warm like tea or hot chocolate. Omegas had a sweet tooth and Lavender was no different.
“Well if she was going to talk to anyone about an illegal omega sale, it would be tonight. She wouldn’t sit on this, especially if the timeline was unknown. Either way, we should listen in for a few hours.” Theo leaned forward and grabbed my discarded bag of popcorn off the table, opening it and taking a large handful before shoving it in his mouth.
The speakers crackled as sound started to filter out. No one was talking and there was a low hum emanating from there.
“Is she brushing her teeth or some shit?” Theo asked with a frown.
“Is that feedback?” Gage asked. “I thought you could avoid that.”
Before I could open my mouth to give him a snippy reply a low moan filled the room. I stilled, my eyes on the screen. There was no video, but that sound was pretty fucking telling. No one said a word, everyone was too startled by what we had just heard, and our brains were starting to catch up when another small whimper filled the room.
Fuck. It was obvious what she was doing, how many times had I imagined what she sounded like? How many times had I taken things into my own hands in the shower and let my mind run wild?
