Page 90 of The Wronged Omega

“Gerard, so sorry to barge in, but I think we have some things to discuss, hmm?” Carmilla’s light brown eyes landed on me as multiple chairs scraped back.

Her gaze held mine, and I couldn’t look away.

“Thank you so much, Oliver, for clueing me into this little…” Carmilla paused with a deep breath for dramatic effect, ending my trance. I truly disliked her, and she had only been in my presence for ten seconds. “Shall we call it a nuisance? It certainly is a nuisance to have to deal with things like this. Why can’t Humans stay in their place and accept that they will never be one of us?”

“But she is one of us. You and the rest of the council hid that fact.” Odie made sure her body was between Carmilla and me, blocking my view of her.

“Semantics.” Carmilla waved Odie off. “We keep them separate for a reason. Anarchy and chaos would ensue if word got out. They aren’t like the Half-Breeds.”

“Meaning you can’t use them for your own gain,” Ellie ground out.

I knocked on the table and signed to her. She snorted and added on to her statement.

“The only people, Primarch or otherwise, who do that are truly weak. Oh, and fuck you for interrupting my family dinner. So great of the council to give a shit about me and the others who were saved. Fuck right off, Carmilla.”

“What a mouth on this one. Gerard, were you really going to let her take your place?” Carmilla sneered, her lip curling in disgust.

“That’s her decision, not mine. I happen to agree with her. Now, are you going to finish playing this silly little game of yours and tell us exactly why you’re here?” Gerard stood tall with his hands behind his back, glaring down the bitch.

Carmilla sighed as if we were ruining her fun. “Oliver contacted me a week ago with information about our little Human turned Primarch, and you know we can’t let that stand. That information must be stopped at the source.”

“Oh, and how do you plan to do that?” Gerard rolled his eyes.

Everyone in this room, in this mansion, knew about me. She’d have to burn us all alive—

My eyes grew wide, and I looked back at Cy, my pheromones swirling inside me and yet they refused to break out. I had shoved them down like everything else in my life, and my actions were working against me once again.

“Have you sorted it out? Carmine certainly has.” Carmilla tilted her head enough to see me past Odie.

“It’d be far more noticeable if an entire mansion with specially trained guards on the premises turned up dead than us keeping her presence a secret. Why not add her to the list of Primarchs, backdating everything to cover the trail, and leave it at that. It would be like she had always existed. Whatever your plan is, Carmilla, it’s foolish.” That was one point for Gerard.

“You’re right, but that’s not what the council decided on. Just like her parents, we have to snuff out the little flames that keep popping up. As I said, it’s a nuisance.”

The fuck did you just say? I shoved past Odie, about to punch the cunt.

Odie’s arms wrapped around me, holding me back, as Carmilla grimaced down at me. She was a few inches taller than I was, but I couldn’t tell if it was only thanks to the stilettos she wore or if she actually had some height on me. Either way, I didn’t care. I’d kick her ass.

“She was certainly raised Human, wasn’t she? I know you’re mute, but are you deaf as well? I was very clear. Your parents figured out the secret, and now they are gone. Tada, big reveal. Too bad the curse didn’t finish the job. We wouldn’t be in this mess.”

Odie released me, and I pounced. My fist connected with Carmilla’s nose, and I hoped I broke it. She wailed as blood flowed.

I didn’t even notice when Oliver stepped forward to intervene.

“Well, if we’re all going to die anyway,” Cy said as she jumped on the table, then tackled Oliver to the ground, pulling a knife out from nowhere.

Before Oliver could shift, she sliced off his finger and the ring along with it.

More cries and blood entered the mix.

“Stop!” Carmilla yelled, her Omega pheromones filling the space.

“Nice try, bitch.” Ellie grabbed the knife from Cy’s hand, and I felt one slide into mine thanks to Odie.

Thank fuck my Alphas were always prepared, and that told me Carmilla wasn’t as strong as she thought she was. Odie couldn’t fight Gerard’s command, but this felt too easy for her to break.

Although Cy, Odie, and Sloane were near frozen and battling Carmilla’s command, the rest of us were unaffected.

Leona and Iker leapt onto the table, ready to fuck shit up and back us while Alastor stood back enough that he would be the third line of defense, although his eyes never left Ellie.

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