“I’m Sin. This is Phantom and Karma.” Sin nodded in our direction as we turned down the hallway to the wing that held our cell.
I tried to stay on alert as Sin introduced the members of the Emerald and Wakefield pack that were with us. Between those present, they gave us about a dozen extra alphas for protection.
Word spread like wildfire, here. Everyone would know, by now, that a female omega had just been dropped in. We didn’t even know the ramifications it might have. There had never been a target like this in Anarchy as far as I could remember.
Even without that, you had to be tough to survive here, and the strange little creature clinging to Sin’s back looked far from tough.
She didn’t belong in a place like this, where every breath was a deluge of alpha scents and hormones that leached madness, always mixing with the forever trace of dampness, a memory of rain on stone.
I saw her tilt her head, stealing glimpses of our surroundings. Of the worn, graffitied stone walls, lights that began flickering at the faintest hint of a storm outside, and corners full of dust-laden spiderwebs.
What was she thinking right now?
What had she done to buy herself a ticket to a place like this?
They had long faded to the background, but I saw her flinch with each faint howl of a feral alpha that endlessly sounded from every corner of this prison.
Fuck.
We were definitely boned.
Absolutely, without a doubt, dead men walking.
Karma was already smitten. He was a storm of feeling in the bond, hovering behind the two of them and shooting death glares at any alpha who was staring too long.
I wasn’t alone in my jealousy, then.
With Sin’s shirt covering her up or not, there was still a lot of smooth skin showing. Now I was closer to her, it was hard to keep my thoughts straight. I’d never, in my life, realized how intenselybiteablea thigh was capable of appearing.
A hiss snapped me from my trance, and then Karma was flying at him.
Ah—shit.
“Eyes off our—!”Karma cut off with a curse as Rick and Bug grabbed him before he could get us into more trouble by ripping the throat from a curious alpha. The alpha ducked away, a sneer on his face as he eyed the group. He was a dweller—a permanent resident of over a decade, which is why he would be bold enough to walk about alone. He had too many connections, and we didn’t need to makemoreenemies right now.
We couldn’t have reached the damp, dingy end of our home wing quickly enough.
I needed her bundled into our cell as soon as possible. We lived at the end of the hall, and it was the best place for defence.
Sin was setting her down, leaning against the doorframe with the door gaping open. She peered past him to the bunks within, and looked like she wanted to dive inside.
“This is us, doll,” Sin said.
She nodded, glancing up at him quickly before dropping her gaze and edging closer to him again.
“I’ll warn you, we don’t allowmisbehavedomegas inside,” Sin said.
I sighed, pinching my nose, hearing Justin chuckle behind us—his pack were meandering around their cell door, which was opposite ours, as they watched curiously. Bug cuffed him on the cheek before he could put his foot in it, though, shoving him into their room.
“Um…” She swallowed, anxiously glancing at the floor. “Yes, Alpha.”
I rolled my eyes, feeling Sin almost explode with smugness in the bond. “Get her inside, you greatprick,” I grunted, stepping past him and nudging her into the room. My nerves were fraying, demanding we get her out of eyeshot now. “And stoplying.”
I almost stumbled on the last word as my outstretched hand brushed her arm.
It was a shot of static and euphoria, and her eyes snapped to mine.
Oh. My. God.
