But despite the fact he’s calmed down, he doesn’t look comforted. He looks crazed. Harried. He has a wild look in his eye that shows a man about to lose it.
“Would you feel better if…” Brennan winces, clearly unsure of his next words. “Would you feel better if you could wait in the car?”
Maverick curses.
My brows shoot up.
Really?
“Really?” Ted echoes my question.
On my screen, a little figure exits out of what has to be a bathroom and goes into a…is that a bedroom? It can’t be a nest. It has a twin-sized mattress with a single sheet. And that’s it. No blankets. No pillows. No…anything.
“That way…” Brennan shifts foot to foot, “When we get her out, there’s a familiar face waiting for her, and she won’t be scared.”
Maverick sighs. Not even he can argue with that.
“I found her.” My voice seems to send a shock through the room, and then all three alphas are scrambling behind me, eager to take a look at the screen.
And I can feel each of our hearts breaking as she curls up on her side in the middle of the mattress, her chest heaving as she sobs.
Heavy, gut wrenching sobs.
“What is that room?” Brennan gapes. “Thatcan’t be her nest.”
“She ’ad so many fings in ‘er nest at ‘er parents ‘ouse,” Teddy whispers, his blue eyes full of pain as he watches the omega.
“Aren’t her parents buying some kind of nesting store?” Maverick growls, his dominance leaking slightly. “And they sell her to a pack that only gives herthis?”
Splitting the screen, I keep Wren on the left half while I use the right to keep cycling through the cameras in the house. These idiots are recordingeverything. I stop when I land in the kitchen, an older looking woman making dinner as she periodically glances above her, worry etched in her expression.
“That must be Beatrice,” Brennan mutters. “We’ll need to make sure she doesn’t get caught in the cross-fire.”
“That was very clever of the little omega,” Maverick comments, his eyes fixed on Wren’s curled up figure with something like admiration in his eyes. “Getting us her location like she did.”
Teddy frowns, and I also don’t miss Maverick’s use of the word “us”, despite the fact she doesn’t know that Brennan, Mav and I even exist.
Maverick pushes away from the couch, and heads for the door. “Let’s get going. We need to go to the office to stock up on supplies, and then we’re breaking the little bird out.”
Little bird.
My eyes dart back to the screen, and I realize that’s exactly what she is. It’s almost like her parents knew the life that would await her, with what name they bestowed on her. From one cage to another she’s gone, always looking for a way out.
Well, it looks like we’re about to give her the key to her freedom.
Chapter 7
Wren
My tears soak my single sheet, and I hate how weak I feel right now.
Not just mentally, but physically.
I still haven’t been able to bring myself to eat anything all day, and I wonder if I’ll die of starvation before Teddy sends for me.
“Oh, Pigeon…” Kellan’s sing-song voice sends the worst kinds of goosebumps across my skin as I jump off the bed, determinedly wiping my eyes.
Fuck. It must be dinner time.
