Page 83 of The Wronged Omega

Finally, we made it home, landing out back on the helipad.

Mine, Gerard, and Oliver were waiting for us. Their attention was solely on Ellie.

Cy and I walked with her, keeping our distance with Alastor behind us. That caught Mine’s eye. She brushed past us and punched him in the face before we could explain why he was here. Of course she had recognized him from the surveillance videos.

“Mine!” Ellie screamed.

Mine turned to look at her with her face scrunched in confusion.

“He helped save her. You know, after kidnapping her,” Cy said dryly.

“Basically, he deserved that, so shall we go inside and get Ellie settled?” I suggested.

Mine nodded but got one more shot in by kneeing him. Alastor fell to his knees, cupping his groin, but Mine ignored him, her attention fully on Ellie now.

She didn’t touch her but signaled for her to head into the mansion with her. My shoulders slumped again, saddened by the fact that Mine knew Ellie wouldn’t want to be touched, and not by intuition. Mine understood where Ellie was coming from without having to have it explained.

I was nowhere near thankful for what happened during the heat, but a small bit seeped in because Ellie would have someone there for her when we couldn’t be.

“Now what?” Alastor asked with a groan as he slowly stood up. His face was scrunched in pain, but I held no sympathy for him.

“Now you spill all your secrets, or we let Mine beat them out of you,” Cy joked, slapping him on the back, causing him to grunt. They followed behind Mine and Ellie, leaving me alone with Gerard and Oliver.

“Everything went well, then?” Gerard’s voice was thick with unshed tears. Vaila was right about one thing. He only cared for us and my Alpha father, Willem. It broke something inside of him when he passed away. It wasn’t like it was with Callie. Willem was older and had a hard life but was highly thought of by our family and the council. It simply caught up with him, and his body gave up on him. I was only a toddler when it happened, but they had been together for many years before that.

“As well as can be expected. Thank you for the assistance. Do we have news on how many were arrested and saved yet?”

“Yes, but let’s discuss this inside.”

Turned out, nineteen men were arrested due to crimes against the Primarchy and their connection to Lucinda and sex trafficking. Over thirty others were rescued. They were a mix of men and women of all designations.

However, Lucinda had vanished once again. Intel showed that she left hours before we got there, right when the party had begun.

I wouldn’t rest easy tonight and wouldn’t share the news with the others until tomorrow after they got some rest. We would find her one day, but anger coursed through me knowing she was still out there, hiding and waiting to strike again.

Chapter 41

Mine

I made it clear to Cy that I’d stab anyone who came into my room without invitation while I helped Ellie. She agreed with the stipulation that I had to keep them updated. I argued, and she explained that she didn’t mean with details, just that we were okay and didn’t need anything.

It eased some of the anxiety and tension that had been building, knowing that she trusted me to handle this. She gave me her phone so we had a way to contact them. I really should get my own, but I hadn’t cared enough to ask.

Odie had texted to make sure I was okay as well, and I demanded the streaming password because I had been kicked out and told her I’d let her know what we needed when Ellie was out of the shower.

After bringing Ellie in here, I let her lead. She wanted a shower and to be alone, so that was the first step while I grabbed some clothes from her room. I found soft pajama pants in bright pink, a basic black tee with a corndog on it, and a fuzzy bright blue robe.

She hadn’t spoken, so I was guessing based on what I would want, but that didn’t mean this would work.

Ellie had been in there for over thirty minutes, and I worried that she was scrubbing herself raw. I knocked on the door and almost barged in when there was no response at first. Then I heard her sad voice coming from behind the door.

“You can come in.”

I twisted the knob and stepped into the steamy room. Ellie sat in the same clothes she had been in on the edge of the tub, staring at the hot water beating down onto the shower floor.

I sat beside her and waited. Once again, I made sure we weren’t touching unless she prompted it.

“I can’t move.” Her voice wobbled, and tears fell down her cheeks. “It all feels like a dream now that I’m out of the nightmare. I know I’m here. I know I’m safe now, but that doesn’t change anything.”

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