Page 58 of The Librarian and Her Alphas

“What are you doing?” Gunnar asks, pointing his knife at my suitcase. My stomach rumbles at seeing bacon and eggs on his plate, but I ignore it. I can eat at home.

I square my shoulders, stiffening my spine as I look him in the eye.

“I’m leaving,” I state. “I’ve made up my mind, and this is the best decision for me. We’ve had our fun, but I know it can’t last. I would rather be at home.”

Max’s knife and fork clatter to the table as he shoots up from his chair.

“Lena, please!” he says despairingly, breaking my heart. “We’ve had this discussion. You know you’re better off with us.”

“After your promise to me yesterday, this is what you decide?” asks Gunnar, betrayal in his voice.

“Enough,” Damon says sharply, authority lacing his words. “You’re not going anywhere, Lena. We are your alphas, and we must protect you as our omega. You’re in a vulnerable position, and if you think I’m letting you out of my sight with our pup, you are sorely mistaken.”

Panic tightens my throat with every word that leaves Damon’s mouth.

“Pup?” Max says in shock, and Gunnar’s eyes widen as they both look at me.

I’m trapped, with no way out. No autonomy, no choice—just an omega subject to a new set of alphas.

My breathing hitches as I remember the footage of Zorin from last night.

He’s here, and I know he wants something from me. The room starts to spin as I hyperventilate, but the breaths I take do little to calm my racing heart.

I topple slightly to the left, losing my balance as I try to stay upright. Max and Gunnar are by my side in an instant, steadying me and gently guiding me into a chair.

“What the hell is wrong with you, Damon?” Gunnar snaps, jumping to my defense. “Why are you acting like such an asshole? She’s carrying our baby!”

“I beg to differ,” Damon says coldly, his expression softening as he looks at my belly. “Lena and the pup are safest here, where we can keep an eye on them at all times.”

I try to ignore him, focusing instead on regaining control of my breathing. My stomach rumbles again, but this time, instead of hunger, I feel a wave of nausea rising.

“I need the bathroom,” I gasp, scrambling to my feet. I make it just in time to vomit the contents of my stomach into the toilet.

The bathroom door is still open, and between bouts of vomiting, I can hear the worried whispers of the alphas.

“I’m here,” Damon says gently from behind me. He holds my hair back and rubs my back as I continue to be sick.

Damon’s presence calms me, but reminds me of the life growing inside me. I place a hand on my belly when I catch my breath, wondering what my future will look like once the baby arrives.

He may think he can keep me safe, but I know I’ll be safer if I escape the city. I need to leave when the alphas least expect it.

CHAPTER19

Lena

I’m lying on the ground in the street. It’s pouring rain, and the four alphas are staring down at me menacingly, their eyes glowing with rage and their teeth bared.

“You’re a worthless excuse for an omega,” Zorin snarls, spitting on me. I flinch as the spit hits my face, only to be washed away by the rain. “I don’t know why we wasted so much time on you when you couldn’t even give us a pup.”

“Stupid bitch,” Raul growls, kicking me in the stomach. I cry out in pain, hunching over to protect myself.

“We should just kill you now and save anyone else the trouble of dealing with you,” Aleks hisses.

Zorin’s wolf claws extend from his hands, and he lunges at me, slicing through my skin as I raise my arms to protect my face. The others join in on the assault, and I scream, calling for help as they continue to attack me. I scream and scream, and I?—

“Lena! Wake up!”

My eyes shoot open, and I see the concerned face of Damon looming over me as I scream into wakefulness. There are three alphas on my bed.

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