Page 63 of Omega Untamed
Stone stepped forward and grabbed Kee, yanking him back.
“I’m not!” Kee said, trying to pull away from Stone. “Let me go, you ape!”
Stone laughed, holding him effortlessly. Kee was not small, but Stone was large, and several inches taller than I.
“Bast, how’d you get this Omega to treat you as if you’re his bond mate, for fuck’s sake! Let me in on your secret.” Stone was always so crude.
Myre took a step forward. He did not spare one glance for Kee. Instead, he held my gaze with furious intensity. He had a small pistol in his hand pointed at my chest.
“I trusted you, Sebastian,” he began.
I stood my ground, saying nothing, but my heart raced in fear more for Kee than for myself.
“You were my second. I was going to hand the reins of all of it over to you in a few years. And now in one night you’ve broken my heart. You were the very best. My right hand. You did everything impeccably. And now this! For a mere Omega! And a street trash Omega at that!”
I wondered how he had found us here. How he knew to even look. I wondered if Sam was onto him. Watching. Sometimes Sam watched and I didn’t know it. From afar. Or with more of his own agents undercover in positions of which I had no clue.
Mostly, though, Sam was a paper pusher. He couldn’t risk too much surveillance for fear of being caught and wrecking the entire job. Every move Sam made was a risk to me and to the ultimate goal of catching Myre red-handed at something he could be put away for the rest of his miserable life.
All these thoughts and more rushed through my mind in a matter of seconds. But foremost was how to keep Kee safe. I decided to play the only hand I had.
“You don’t need the Omega. He knows nothing. I can tell you who informed on your cousin and his friend,” I said.
Myre’s angular eyebrows rose. “Indeed? You’re in no position to tell me what you want me to do anymore, Sebastian. You’ll both come with me. And you won’t make a fuss.”
“Kee isn’t even dressed. You’re going to walk him through the hotel lobby like this?”
“Cade,” Myre ordered. “Give him your jacket.”
Cade grumbled but shoved his arms out of the sleeves of a hip-length leather jacket and handed it to Stone.
Stone said, “Put this on.”
Out the corner of my eye, I saw Kee obey.
I saw all the weapons, making a note of how many and what makes and models. Myre’s guys were trained to fight. I had assessed them all over time. But there were security cameras everywhere in the hotel and they wouldn’t want to risk being seen killing anyone here. Weapons were legal. Murder was not. If we went with them, we’d be away from any prying eyes and we’d never return. I needed to stall them. I needed them to make this scene right here, right now.
“I won’t be going anywhere with you, Myre. Unless you release Kee.” My tactics. Stall. Tease him with information only I had. If I had to, I’d do anything to ensure Kee’s safety.
Myre let out a hard sigh. “Now see reason. I can’t let him go. You are not a stupid man. You understand he knows far too much about me, my casino and hotel, my cage room, my men. What do you care anyway? You fucked him and it’s sudden love? No, I don’t think so, Sebastian. That’s not how you operate. Besides, he’s supposed to be dead. So you lied to me about killing him. Nobody lies to me.”
My face flushed beyond my control. But I held his gaze. “You don’t know anything about me.”
“The stupid Omega was ready to give himself up for Bast,” Stone said. The laugh that followed was loud.
“Shut up,” Myre said to Stone without looking away from me. Then to me, “Come with us now or I will shoot the Omega.”
I knew he wouldn’t do it here. Unless he had someone working here who’d give him access to the camera footage. That little idea made my heart pound. I knew he had no connections to this hotel, but he could pay any amount for anything he wanted.
It was still better odds for me to stand the ground here. “You don’t have to shoot him. We can go to my room. We can talk this over.”
“It’s too late. You know that.”
“It isn’t. We can work this out.”
“You betrayed me.”
“I didn’t betray you by saving a street Omega for my own devices,” I argued.
