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I say nothing, my body shaking. I try to move, but I can’t. Looking down, I see I’m strapped to a chair. Fuck. I couldn’t defend myself even if I wanted to.

“Nothing to say, boy?” he asks, getting in my face. “Come on, speak.” He barks.

My body stiffens and I let out a whimper. An alpha bark. His alpha bark. One he’s used on me one too many times. He thought I obeyed him out of fear, but really it’s because he didn’t give me a choice. He just didn’t know it at the time.

“What do you want?” I ask, voice hoarse from crying.

“What do I want?” he laughs. “Well, I want a lot of fucking things. How about my son to not be a fucking queer.” He growls. “And a fucking omega.” He shakes his head. “How?!” He roars. “How is my only son, my only fucking child, the biggest disgrace to ever walk this earth? Two of the worst things a man can be, and you're both,” he shakes his head in disappointment.

“I can’t change what I am,” I answer. “And I don’t want to.”

“So you wanna like dick?” he asks. “You wanna take it up the ass like a little bitch?”

Looking away, I don’t answer.

“Look at me while I’m talking to you, boy!” he yells, grabbing my face roughly, forcing me to look into his soulless eyes. “You think I’m stupid? Did you not think I wasn’t going to check up on you eventually? Well I did,” he pushes my face back roughly. “And what did I find? Not only is my son an omega, but he’s fucking the enemy.” He glares at me. “I thought you’d smarten up, realize my men were responsible for trashing your room, but instead of coming home, you ran straight toward that faggot pack! “What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Nothing!” I argue back. “There’s nothing wrong with me. But you’ve made me feel like there was from the moment I could understand the world around me. You're a monster. This whole place is fucked up. I had to lie, I had to get away. From this, from you. I never wanted to take over for this club. I’d rather see it burn. People like you don’t deserve to fucking breathe the same air as people like me.”

My chest heaves as the words spill out of me. I couldn’t stop them, I have no idea where they came from.

And my father doesn’t like them. He lets out an alpha roar and this time he punches me in the face. Over and over the blows make my head spin as he screams profanities at me.

It doesn’t take long for me to dissociate like I used to. I’d always think of something that made me happy and focus on that as I drown out the world around me.

The happy place I choose this time is my pack.

River, Brooks, and Lee. My dark knights, my fallen angels.

They won’t let me go without a fight. I guess the real question is, will I be able to hold out until they find me, or will my father end me for good tonight.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE

HENLEY

“Ican’t wait to take Camden home,” River sighs as we walk through a quiet breezeway at school.

Work took longer than usual, but I don’t think our omega will mind. He admitted to having a lot of work to do for a research paper so he’s hanging out with Jamie in the library. As much as I dislike how fucking handsy he is with my omega, I know he’ll also keep him safe.

That’s the trade off I’m willing to take, but my alphas are much more aggressive than I am.

“I feel bad that things were more complicated than we thought,” Brooks grumbles. “Cam is probably starving. Do you think he’ll forgive us if I make breakfast for dinner?”

Our omega really enjoys chocolate chip pancakes drenched in syrup. My lips curl up with affection and love as I nod.

“I doubt he’s upset about this, but yes, I think he’d love that,” I admit, pulling open the library doors.

River has been rubbing his chest since we got onto campus, but I’m not sure as to why. He keeps shaking his head and clearing his throat as if he’s getting sick. Deciding to ask him about it after we find Cam, I begin walking through the different study rooms as I search for our omega. When that yields no results, I frown.

“Something isn’t right,” I mutter. “I don’t see Jamie either. He’s a big fucker. At least one of them would be visible.”

“Dammit,” River whispers, rubbing his chest again. “Where the fuck are they?” He growls, eyes growing wild. “I knew I felt off, is that why I feel this way? I didn’t fucking think it could be about Cam. Brooks and I will keep looking. Call Jamie, now.”

My alphas begin to canvas the library, while I step out to make a call. My blood pressure is skyrocketing, and the thought of something having happened to him is terrifying.

Forcing myself to take a breath through my panic, I check my tracker and find Camden isn’t anywhere near campus, the dorms, or our house. He’s thirty minutes away?!

The phone rings as I spiral, and when Jamie picks up, I blink as I realize I need to speak. I’m not okay, and I won’t be until I know what the fuck is going on.

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