“Can you walk?” he asks softly. “I mean, can Itrustyou to walk?” He licks his lips. “Trust you won’t run away?” He cocks his head to the side, sizing her up.
I don’t miss the way his pupils dilate, and I scoff, getting a heavy whiff of lemongrass and sunshine when I inhale.
Fuck, is she perfuming for this asshole? I growl in response. What a fuckingwaste.Even if Olly had a sex drive—which we all know he doesn’t—I doubt he’d know what to do. Sure he might know the mechanics, but he’s a beta.
He could never give an omega what they crave. He’ll never have a knot, like me.
She nods.
If my hands weren’t full, I’d wipe that fucking smirk clean off his stupid face.
“You heard her. Put her down, you big brute,” he says with more bravado than I’ve ever heard.
Diego snickers as Gage sighs. He curses as he pulls the handcuffs off of his belt.
“Precaution,” he says as he approaches Auryn, and she starts to wriggle.
“Is that really necessary, Gage?” Olly asks, concerned.
“Yes, Olly. It is.” Gage says harshly as he grabs her wrists. Auryn moves, kicking at me as she tries to escape Gage’s hands, but it’s no use. With my tight grip and his, she doesn’t stand a chance. “We can’t take any chances.”
I feel Diego and Olly’s heated gazes.
She spits at Gage.
Her gaze catches Olly’s for a moment, and she looks away.
“Come on, Gage,” Diego says. “Let’s get you to the lab while they get her settled.”
Standing on the floor, hands cuffed in front of her, I can see how small she actually is. She’s tiny. Barely five foot three soaking wet, and petite.
I tower over her. Even Olly–all five foot ten of him—towers over her.
I lead her to holding, Olly rounding up the back.
“You lied,” she says, her voice low and harsh as we move through the shadowed tunnels to the holding station. The room itself is huge to accommodate the holding cell, the two-way mirror, and a closed off kitchenette for long interrogations.
“No, we didn’t. You are safe.”
“Safety is not a fucking cage,” she bites as I lead her to the cell. I open it, and she slinks towards Olly, who is oblivious.
I clear my throat, which seems to bring him back from whatever space his mind wandered off to.
“Oh,” he says, almost as if he is suddenly remembering the omega in our presence. She whines as she tries to shake off his coat. “Oh no, you can keep it.”
I open the cell door and watch for a moment, because it’s clear both of them don’t see anything else.
He looks down at her curiously. She relaxes in his presence. It’s…odd.
With us she was practically lunging for our throats, but with Olly…
She’s like a fucking kitten.
“I have plenty,” he says softly, licking his lips. He looks up, catching my gaze.
“Come on, princess; your castle awaits,” I drawl.
Olly clears his throat as he sets his hand on the small of her back and gently guides her to the open door.
