Page 25 of One Flew Over the Omega's Nest: Part One
Before I can say another word, her eyes are widening at something behind me, and then she's scurrying off while I feel a shadow at my back.
I'm turning, ready to tell off any creepy fucker when I come face to face—well, face-to-chest—with Kole. I swallow, and I don't miss the pained way he takes me in. Like he knows he shouldn't be attracted to a woman that's naked against her will, but can't help it.
There's no chance for me to say anything though, because in the next instance, I realize that he's shirtless, no wife beater in sight until he's yanking it over my head.
I raise a brow at him. "You protectin' my modesty, Sugar?"
His eyes dart down and then screw shut quickly, and I realize it's because of the fact that I never dried off, so my very wet body is only making his shirt wet, and is clinging to me rather indecently.
I use the opportunity to peruse his own shirtless self, and damn, he is a fine piece of alpha. He has a set of stitches in his side from where I got him yesterday, and I briefly wonder if he did them himself. They lack the…finesse of professional hands.
"Lisichka, I am going to pluck out every eyeball that saw you in that state against your will." Something about the violence in his tone speaks to me, and a shiver goes through my body.
"Youreyes included?" I ask, my voice breathy when I realize that everyone who had been ogling me is now just magically…gone.
"It's time you go back to your room, Little Fox." He opens his eyes, his jaw hard.
Something about seeing him so worked up over me makes me want to push his buttons.
"I don't know…" I grin down to where I can now see my nipples through the undershirt. "I kind of like it like this."
Before I know what's happening, I'm being thrown over his shoulder, and carried back in the direction of my room.
"Kole!" I scream, banging my fists on his back. "What the fuck are you doing, you overgrown neanderthal? Put me down!”
He only barks at the people we pass. "Anyone who looks at the omega's ass will have their eyeballs ripped out of their fucking sockets." Well that's just fan-fucking-tastic. My ass is out for all to see.
There's a hint of possessiveness in his voice that I question. Do I like that?
Maybe. But I don't have time for alphas right now.
"Oh my gods, Jo!" Addie's sweet voice calls. "Put her down right now, you…you…" she must realize who she's talking to because she clams up real quick. "Um, sorry. Can you put my friend down, please? I found her keycard for her room in the bathroom."
Without ceremony, the alpha puts me back on my feet and turns away from me. I watch, jaw dropped as he walks away without another word.
And fuck, if that doesn't sting a little.
I have no idea why. I mean, I stabbed him yesterday, and he would have been well within his rights to get me back—eye for an eye and all that. But he…tried to protect me.
Maybe…I shake my head, before trying to give Addie a hug that she quickly dodges. "Sorry, Jo. You're wetandnaked."
Throwing my head back, a cackle leaves me, the stress of the morning already getting to me.
And it's not even seven yet.
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There are voices all around me, but all I hear is the scrape of metal scraping on metal. I flick the lighter in my hand open. With the twitch of my wrist it closes again.
Open.
Close.
Open.
Close.
