Instantly, as if he can’t hold himself back a moment longer, Icarus lowers his mouth to one side of my neck. Still locked with me, Lionzio lowers his mouth to the other side.
Together, the two Alphas bite.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Conference Room, Omega Hotel
Icasually sprawl in the sapphire blue velvet chair at the head of the hotel’s boardroom, staring down at the dozen suited Alphas.
And it feels fucking incredible.
It’s vindication.
Triumph.
Justice.
The sophisticated boardroom’s large windows are battered by a snowstorm. The wild white is reflected back on the glass walls.
Even if the marble floors hadn’t been scrubbed with scent blocking disinfectant by staff, this room would reek with old wealth.
Lionzio and Icarus stand at either of my shoulders behind the chair, as if I am an Omega Queen and they are my prized Alpha warriors.
Hotwarriors who look like mafia accountants, especially with Icarus wearing his black rimmed glasses.
I hear that’s how it works in countries that are Omegaocracies like Scotland that has an Omega King.
Just for this incredible moment in my life, I feel like I — a rejected and abandoned Omega — am the one with the power in this room of sleek, wealthy Alphas who normally use Omegas like they’re disposable toys.
But this Omega is overturning the chessboard.
Nothing will be the same after today.
Not in the Omega Hotels.
Not in the service industry across America.
Not for the rights of Omega or Beta staff.
This morning, only an hour before the annual board meeting, I finally came out of my heat.
I rose to consciousness, finally cool, to find that Zero was washing my face with a damp cloth, while Piper was hurriedly dressing me in an elegant purple suit.
Confused, I recognized it as the suit that I’d worn years ago to official events.
Did Dad manage to save some of my clothes? My other possessions?
I thought that everything was lost. Maya told me that she’d thrown them out.
Yet Dad must have cleverly found a way to save them.
I smiled, still dazed.
I had never felt so settled — right — inside myself.
After the painful but blissful bites, the bond had burst through me in a way that I hadn’t been prepared for.
This morning, when I concentrated, I was shocked that I could sense my pack’s emotions like threads connecting me to each of them.
