Page 46 of The Omega’s Nest

I can practically feel Addie laughing at me down the bond.

Soon, he sends. And yeah, fair call—I don’t really want Addie slicking up around anyone else. Even Carson, who I’d trust with my life. Have trusted with my life.

Soon, I send back. It’s a promise.

“Okay,” I say to Terry, feeling much calmer. “What’s the plan?”

Terry shoots me a grin and proceeds to tell me the shittiest plan ever.

Hiring the Reapers is starting to sound better and better. Except …

Addie is mine. And I protect what’s mine.

“Let’s do this.”

Chapter 17

Adrian

“So, the plan is to walk out the exit?” I ask Terry incredulously. Is he missing the part where we already did that and ended up in this position?

Also …

“Benji is watching me like a hawk.”

Benji is also watching and waiting for a break in my clients so he can fuck me. I can smell it on him. I know Erasmus is running interference—and I feel like shit for that since he was doing it last week as well and that’s a lot, fucking Benji on top of his own clients. Regardless, that won’t deter Benji forever.

The thought of his hands on me makes me physically sick, I literally start retching when I catch his scent. It won’t stop him, he’ll enjoy it. According to Erasmus—who’d rolled his eyes when he saw me and said, “Look who’s back,” like he wasn’t surprised at all—that’s what alphas like about fucking bonded omegas. The distress of a mated omega turns them on. They get off on knowing the bonded alpha can feel it too.

I shudder.

“This isn’t a prison,” Terry says calmly. He’s sprawled on my bed, rubbing his scent all over it so it at least smells like something is happening in here with Leo’s squadron. “I sat in the bar last night and you omegas have a pretty free rein, right?”

“Well, yeah, but we can’t just walk out without an alpha guard. And Benji’s gonna be hella suspicious if I stroll down the hall towards any exit.”

The building has three exits. The front entrance, the exit at the end of the hall where Cammie and the other newer omegas live, and a service exit on the other side of the building.

“Not to mention I never really come out of my room at night. So that’s gonna look pretty damn suspicious to start with,” I point out.

Why did Leo think this was a good plan? And he better not be planning to be anywhere near this building when it goes down—Benji will kill him this time, no doubt about it.

“Right.” Terry nods and then rolls to sit up. He pulls his backpack over to the bed and starts rifling through it.

I catch the plastic zip-lock bag he throws me. I don’t need to remove the contents to know what it is—Leo’s clothes. I only just manage to stop myself from tearing the bag open. I’m fucking starved for his scent.

“Wear those. It’s not foolproof. I mean, we can’t be sure Benji didn’t catalogue Leo’s scent enough to recognise it, though it’s unlikely.”

It is. Benji met Leo for what … twenty minutes? Sure, it’s not as random as say, remembering the scent of everyone you walk past on the street, but most alphas and omegas don’t memorise the scents of everyone they meet. Benji might recognise it in a vaguely familiar way, but it should take him a while to place it.

And of course, I can’t put on anyone else’s scent. Leo wouldn’t be able to tolerate it for one thing. His rational mind would, but on this front his alpha would win; it’d enrage him to scent anyone else on me. And for another, I couldn’t tolerate it either. My omega would barely be able to function if I went dousing myself in a foreign scent. And my current state would only heighten the aversion.

“Leo’s going to be waiting for you at the service exit,” Terry continues.

“No!” I shout at him. It’s too dangerous.

Terry raises both eyebrows. “Look,” he says calmly. “I love Leo like a little brother, we all do, but we can’t get arrested for this. I’m sorry, but we just can’t risk our careers. I’ve got an omega too, and I won’t put him in jeopardy by getting myself arrested. And I won’t put the rest of the squadron in that position either. And besides, Leo won’t let anyone else do it. Have a little faith in him, all right? We talked about bringing in another crew, but at the end of the day, you’re Leo’s omega. He won’t trust anyone else with you.”

I rub my forehead. The headache is still ever-present, the sweating.