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"Perfect," I murmur, my voice hoarse from the intensity of our lovemaking. My eyes flutter closed, and I savor the feelof Gunnar's cock buried inside me, the bond between us strengthened by this act.
He somehow manages to lift me in his arms, holding my legs in a straddle as we're still connected, and we stumble to bed together. Gunnar presses wet, passionate kisses to my neck as he lies behind me, and I feel his knot swelling again, ready for another round. I grind my hips back against him, eager to forget about our captivity in this big, comfortable bed.
Then I see it.
Another camera, trained on me from the corner.
I bite my lip and stare into it as Gunnar starts to fuck me hard, making sure Vance knows I have plans for him, too. I'm an omega, sure, and I'm considered one of the weakest members of this fucked up society.
But I have my own power.
My own ways to play.
And I'll have to put all my pieces in place if I want to win.
Epilogue
Oberon
Pain flares through mybody like fireworks on New Year's Eve, sharp and bright against the backdrop of my darkened mind. I'm shackled to a chair that's bolted to the concrete floor, every muscle screaming for relief.
"Tell us what you know." The voice cuts through the haze, cold, detached.
"I told you I don't know shit," I mutter. "I was trying to save her...that was all."
"But you overheard the meeting," the voice says. "So tell us everything."
I grind my teeth together, tasting blood. "Go to hell."
The electric current hits me again, a brutal teacher punishing an unruly student. My vision swims, but I don't give him the satisfaction of seeing me break. Not even when every nerve ending feels like it's being plucked out one by one.
"Wrong answer." His voice is smooth, the kind of calm that's more terrifying than any scream.
"Ask me again," I spit. "Maybe I'll care this time."
He chuckles, a sound void of humor. "You're tough. I'll give you that. But everyone has a breaking point."
"Found yours yet?" I shoot back, defiance my only armor in this godforsaken room.
There's a pause, where only the steady drip of water somewhere to my left fills the silence. Then the sound of footsteps approaching, measured, deliberate. The figure leans close, his breath hot on my face.
"Let's see how long you can keep this attitude."
Fingers like a steel vice clutch my jaw, forcing me to meet his eyes. I don't recognize his face, but I know his kind—power-hungry, soulless. He's searching for something in my gaze, some flicker of submission. He won't find it.
"Where is she?" he demands, the pressure on my jaw increasing.
"Who?" It's a gamble, playing dumb, but what do I have left to lose?
"Don't play games with me!" He slams my head back against the chair, and stars explode behind my eyelids. "You helped her escape...so you must know where she went. The girl--Stargazer."
"Games are for kids," I rasp, "and I stopped being one a long time ago."
"Then act your age and talk."
They want information I won't give, about her, about Star. The thought of her, the image of her grey eyes and pale skin gives me a strength I didn't know I had left. They think they've got leverage, but I really don't know anything.
She bailed...she had plans.
