With his hold on my neck, he pinned me to the wall, my cheek smashing against the surface while his front was flush against my ass. I grunted from the force rendering me utterly useless.
Exhaling slowly, I relaxed my shoulders, trying not to focus on the bulge pressing against me.
“Three hours of waiting, and you still couldn’t take the hint?” The drawled words sent another shiver down my back.
“Let go,” I snapped, pushing my palms against the wall, but he was too strong.
Kyan chuckled, the sound light. He found me funny?
“Now you want me to let you go, after pacing out there like a spurned Omega?” He hummed.
I struggled to swallow.
“You’ve been watching me?”
Kyan’s nose grazed the side of my neck, shoving his hips forward to drive the hardness into me. I sucked in a harsh breath. His attraction didn’t surprise me. All unclaimed Omegas smelled good to Alphas. Just like Alphas smelled good to me.
“Cameras.”
Not only did they know I waited, but they had watched me. I gritted my teeth, biting back my angry words.
“Why did you make me wait so long?” I spat.
He barked out a short, bitter laugh, suddenly turning me and pressing against me until my boobs were smashed between us. I glared up at him.
With an unfathomable darkness glinting in his eyes, Kyan inhaled with a hard gust, his head lowering more to get closer to my scent. The blue lights made his dark hair similar to a raven’s feathers, washing out his already pale complexion. Somehow, it made him look ethereal and mysterious. Out of the three pack-brothers, Kyan was the youngest. Before meeting them, I’d done my research, I’d known how they moved—their schedule—who they were, and who they associated with.
“Did our restraining order not make it?” He rapped his knuckles on my temple.
“I-it did,” I croaked, struggling to swallow. His eyes narrowed, the sooty eyelashes lowering and thinning the piercing green shade.
“Yet, here you are.”
I unstuck my tongue from the roof of my mouth. “I am.” I lifted my chin. “I need to speak to all of you.”
“Tous?” Kyan’s thick eyebrow, with the gold vertical piercing, rose, and his hands on my thighs yanked at me, spreading my legs forcefully. His hips ground against me, stealing my breath. Shadows played along my thoughts, attempting to cloud my mind, but I batted them away before they could dig their oily fingers into me. I gasped, the pressure against my core swelling lustfully. “After what you did?”
I kept my mouth shut, meeting his blank expression. How could he focus with his hard length shoving into my jeans?
Just the pressure had me aching.
I exhaled slowly, hating my Omega instincts more than ever.
One of the doors opened, and two scantily clad dancers stepped out, giggling about an Alpha.
They did a double-take. Kyan’s frown forced them to turn away.
Of course, nothing fazed him; he was surrounded by sex.
“What I did,” I bit out, ignoring how breathless my voice sounded. “Was expose the shady shit your pack does.”
“You endangeredmybusiness.”
“I was doing my job.” Arguing with him when I needed help wasn’t going to get me anywhere. For once in my life, I was going to have to bite my tongue. Something I’d actively never done, always setting out to surpass every single goal I set.
A career-driven Omega wasn’t the norm, tending to be looked down on more than not.
And in journalism?
