Page 77 of Love in Unexpected Places

“He’s quite handsome though.”

“He is, but that doesn’t impress me. You know how I feel about Alphas like that, thinking an omega is owed to them. He gives that vibe tenfold. I’d rather not be involved with that kind of man.”

Callie shrugs. “You could do worse.”

“How would you know?” I chuckle. “All you know of him is he’s good-looking with a body made for fucking.” I glance around the bistro, making sure no one overheard my vulgar language. Not too many people are eating near us, so I’m in the clear.

“Is anything else important?” she asks with a gleam in her eyes.

I scoff. “I’m sure you didn’t think Mark was just a cock.” Her smile grows wider. “Exactly,” I say, pointing at her with my fork. “No more talking about Aldric. I see enough of him while at work. I’d rather not discuss him on my off time.”

“Fine. No more Aldric. Let me tell you about my plans for the cabin once the implants are turned back on. Mark will have me tied up the entire time it’s deactivated.”

I groan but wave a hand for her to continue.

We discuss her plans to spruce up their getaway home, as they’ll plan to travel there every few weeks for some time outside of the city. I agree with her in all the right places, but my mind is now firmly stuck on Aldric.

As Callie said, he’s fucking hot. Handsome, has an amazing body and has big dick energy in spades. How would he feel on top of me? His cock filling my ass, my slick dripping down his balls. But I don’t want to just fuck. I want more of a connection than having my ass filled by a big cock. Alphas like Aldric are only after one thing, and that’s a tight pucker to cum in. I’m more than that. I’m a sacred omega. That’s my place.

We chat a while longer, then bid each other goodbye, promising to get in touch when she returns from her week with her Alpha.

Since the night is clear and I’ll be cooped in the housetomorrow, I didn’t take my car to the bistro. I only live a few blocks away.

The night air is cool, and I soak it in as I amble down the sidewalk, allowing the breeze to waft over my skin. It’s refreshing. Tipping my head back, I look upon the stars and smile, loving how they shine down on me. I’m alone out here, and that puts into perspective how small I am in comparison to the great violet sky.

A black cloth bag is thrown over my head, and a large hand covers my mouth, cutting off the scream before it can bubble up my throat.

Someone ties my hands behind my back, and I’m thrown over a hefty shoulder before I can try to run. Before I can kick my assailant, they grab my legs and bind those as well. Or rather, assailants. The ease of my kidnapping is too much for one person.

The harshness of my assailants breathing pound in my ears and the bindings at my wrists dig into my skin. Sweat breaks out over my body as I struggle against the iron grip on my legs and back.

My own heavy breathing assaults my hearing, louder behind the confines of the bag over my head. Fuck, how could they grab me? Their implants should be going off. They should be rendered immobile so I can escape their clutches. Unless they’re not Alphas. Is it a beta or another omega that has taken me? No, can’t be. This is an Alpha’s frame. Why is his implant not disabling him?

A hearty chuckle fills my ear as the Alpha trots away at a quick clip. “My implant won’t shock me. My heart rate is just a little above my resting.”

I wiggle against his shoulder, hoping my movements will be enough for him to drop me, so I can try to get away. My struggling does nothing but make him laugh and gripme tighter. “Sleep now, omega. You’ll want to get as much rest as you can tonight. Tomorrow will be brutal.”

What does he mean?

Liquid is sprayed on the bag covering my face and I get my answer. I hold my breath until my starving lungs beg to be filled. I take a deep breath and my head grows fuzzy as I take in the sweet-smelling liquid. Then I’m surrounded by darkness deeper than the black bag over my head.

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JUDE

Cool air drifts across my face as I blink open my eyes. It takes me a moment to realize the stupid bag is gone, and I’m lying face down on … grass? Did that Alpha drop me somewhere? What was the point of grabbing me off the streets if he was just going to let me go?

Groaning, I sit up. Or at least I try to sit up. My bound hands make it hard for me to rise as quickly and unencumbered as I want to. I pull against my bindings, hoping they have some give. They do, but I’m unable to free myself.

Frustration flows through me as I tuck my feet under me and look around at my surroundings. My chest heaves as I take in my environment. The moon is full, illuminating my surroundings as I twist my head this way and that. I have no idea where I am. Overgrown hedges form a distinct shape all around me.. An opening is across from me, but I can’t see beyond it. The space is too dark for me to make out more than the faint shapes of the hedges.

Where am I? The wind blows across my skin, sendinggoosebumps scattering across my flesh. A gasp tears from my throat. I’m no longer wearing the clothes I left my home in, now in a pair of shorts that barely cover my ass and an undershirt so thin, it may as well not be there at all, showing my pebbled nipples. What the fuck is going on?

I stand cautiously, allowing the twined strands of the rope around my wrists to slide through the hoop bolted into the ground. Once I’m on my feet, I turn in a circle, trying to glean more information of exactly where I am. I should be at home, relaxing and snuggling in with a good book while the savage Alphas run around like mongrels.

The moon is fat and heavy, hanging differently in the sky than it did when I was walking home—before the bag was thrust over my head. A sense of dread overcomes me. I must get out of here, now.

“Hello?” I call, hoping someone around can help me. “Please! I don’t belong here!” I’m not sure who I’m speaking to, but I’m hoping my pleas reach sympathetic ears.

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