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Teyval chuckled and squeezed her carefully. “If you are done, I think we are ready to sit on pins and needles. Byron, you keep her alive, and I will keep Denith alive.”
She grinned. “And I will take myself to the edge of death. So, we all have a project today. Gotta like such an industrious group.” She pumped her fist into the air. “Go team!”
Chapter Five
Byron carried her in while Nisha sobbed and held up the entry passes. Myrtle’s body was visibly flickering in and out of view, and she was panting while her eyes rolled to look around the room.
“Please! I called while we were on the way. She’s dying!” Nisha sobbed.
The receptionist and security officer opened the doors, and they were brought up to the omega suite.
Myrtle watched the techs try to place monitors on her, but when they did, their hands went through her. She watched Nisha hide her face against Byron, and she didn’t even peek. Classic acting. Byron looked like he had Spanish ancestry, but it wasn’t out of belief that he was Nisha’s beau.
Myrtle let out low whines and panted while she continued to flicker.
She watched the clock on the wall, and ten minutes after the doctors came in and drew back in shock, the Elite team wandered in.
She continued to moan and thrash as the grinning bastards got close.
The one she hated leaned in. “I won’t get to fuck you as you die, but I am glad I am here to witness it.”
Byron was tense, but they ignored him.
She had to wait until they were nice and close with her bed between them and the exit. Each smug step made her focus on pretending to be in distress. She was a little in distress but knew where her life force was. The bag at Nisha’s side was holding it for her.
“Look at what you have become. So much potential drained away by a false mate. Sad really. I mean, the dark Elite has been hard to stop. He is desperate to find their third. Pathetic.”
She focused and whispered, “How? Why do you hate me?” She carefully reached out with her life force and tapped each of them.
“Bitches like you are never supposed to make it to adulthood. You know what you are, don’t you?”
She tried several times and whispered, “Omega.”
“Elite omega. Born to rule. We don’t want that, now, do we? Fortunately, you will never even get control of your second form.”
“Second...” She shuddered and flickered. She met his gaze. “You mean this one?”
She pulled. She pulled hard.
The three of them dropped to the floor, and Nisha got up and set the laptop case against Myrtle’s hip.
Myrtle took her own energy back and sighed as she kept taking from the Elite. The men were staring up at her in horror as she stretched into her omega height.
Nisha whispered, “Cool. Your readers are going to shit themselves.”
Myrtle got up and took her laptop in her arms. Byron was watching the door.
Finally, close to whole, she followed the leak in her energy through the alpha who was channelling it, and then she reached the false omega. She yanked her power back, and the woman was unplugged. Maybe dead, maybe not, but she found her other alpha, soothed his sudden panic, and laid a heavy path back to Denith. He could deal with the chef and Byron and Teyval. She didn’t want to see him or his little tramp. She kept draining the Elite, and she hiked up her shirt. When her ribs were filled in and her hollow belly was flat, she stopped. She smiled. She wired the Elite together in a loop. If any of them pulled too hard on their life force, they would all drop. It would be fun in a fight.
She crouched next to the nicest of the three and whispered in his ear, “I have turned you into fainting goats. If he attacks anyone again, you are going to drop, but you and your buddy have the option to cut him out of your triad. I will be interested to hear of your decision.”
He looked at her and whispered, “We found the queen’s diary.”
Byron whipped around, his eyes wide.
“It looks like he knows what that is.” She stroked his cheek with the back of her finger. “Where is it?”
“The decoy. She has it. It’s making her look like you.”
