Page 61 of One Flew Over the Omega's Nest: Part One
There’s no way I’m letting him touch me like that. But…how do I stop him from telling Brooks about what I’ve been up to?
He barked at me to not tell anyone, but what nobody here realizes is that I spent two years with Declan training on resisting alpha commands.
How the hell else does anyone think I managed to get the drop on all those alphas? They all relied too heavily on their barks, and then didn’t know what to do when someone could resist their commands.
So really, there’s nothing stopping me from telling Kole. He’d know what to do. Except…Kole will kill him, and I don’t know what they’ll do to him if he kills an orderly. Especially since I know that Kole will attack him immediately, giving no plausible credibility to a statement of “self-defense”.
Hayden…he’s not a killing type, and I have the feeling that he doesn’t have any more pull over these guys than I do.
My head finally starts to clear, the throbbing in my forehead becoming less prominent. Maybe West or Sam…no. I shake my head, then wince at the motion. I can’t have them knowing anything either. They’ll go to Brooks, and then my secret will be out anyway.
No, I need to handle this my way, just like I have for the last five years. I need to keep the advantage of him not knowing I can resist his bark.
Looks like my rap sheet is about to go up to fourteen alphas.
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Jo
“What the hell happened to you?” Sam is on me the moment I enter West’s office for our session. I freeze. I had been so worried about being late I didn’t even think to check myself before coming in here. I can only imagine how I look. I’m sure my hair is a mess, and I’m willing to bet I have some pesky red marks on my neck.
My eyes widen slightly when I catch the barest whiff of his comforting coffee and whiskey scent, but I quickly school my features. “Sammy-boy,” I tut, giving him a disapproving look. “That’s no way to make a lady feel pretty.” Moving past him, I take a seat across from West, who is looking at mewith horror in his eyes.
I hate it.
“Jo,” West’s voice is tight as his eyes dart down to my neck. “Who did that? Was it Vasiliev?”
“What?!” My head snaps to him as I snarl. “Kole wouldnever. Any time his hand finds its way to my throat, it’s because Iwantit there.”
“Thenwho?” Sam is in my face now, his brown eyes full of fury. “Don’t you dare say you tripped, Jo.” It sends a little flutter through me, having him this angry on my behalf.
“It doesn’t matter.” My voice comes out weaker than I want, and Sam’s eyes flash with something distinctly alpha.
“Why doesn’t it matter?” West asks softly, leaning forward. Fuck. Chamomile and mint. Why the hell can I smell them? It’s making my brain all…happy.
“Because you can’t do anythin’ about it.” I give a tight smile. “It’s my word against his, and Brooks is all too willin’ to believe that I’m the main aggressor in these fights. It’s better if he doesn’t know.”
“You can still tell us,” Sam says, kneeling down in front of me.
I shake my head. “Plausible deniability.”
They both freeze. “Plausible deniability?”
Sudden anger overtakes me.
Anger at Banesworth for putting me in this damn situation. Anger at myself for getting caught off guard. Anger at Daddy for selling Mabel to those monsters in the first place, and anger at these two drop-dead gorgeous, infuriating men for trying to make me talk about something I obviously can’t.
“I’m not gonna say anythin’ else about it,” I snap. “And if you have a single decent bone in your body, you won’t breathe a word ofanythin’toanybody. I have it handled.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Sam mutters, pushing away and taking up residence on the wall.
“Isn’t this supposed to bemytherapy session?” I glare at him. “Why am I hearin’ about whatyou’reafraid of?”
His jaw tics, but he doesn’t answer as he crosses his arms and looks away.
“Jo,” West sighs, running a hand over his cropped hair. “I know it’s hard to believe, but you can trust us.”
I bark a humorless laugh. Trust them? How the hell am I supposed to trust two men on the same payroll as the one who is blackmailing me for free use of my body? I had hoped that I could, eventually.
