Page 76 of Bullied Forced Omega
I look into the forest, then back toward the compound. I can’t help him on my own. I need to call the others.
Running as fast as I can, I ignore the stitch in my side and the terror in my chest. I run until I reach the pack house, shouting for Miles and the other guards.
My brother comes down, grabbing me and forcing me to look at him.
“Breathe, Mira, breathe!” he demands.
I force myself to take a deep breath. My body aches, my lungs are burning.
“Someone…we saw someone in the forest. Messing with the sensors. He attacked me. Jace. Jace….” I take a deep breath, trying to pull air into my lungs so I can speak clearly.
Miles waits, his attention fully on me, even though the other guards are surrounding us.
“Jace shifted and ran after him. He needs help. What if there are more…more of them? What if…a rogue?” I stammer.
Miles releases me and faces the security team.
“Everyone in line now. We need to report to the elders. Our Alpha is alone, chasing down a possible rogue. Fenex, Lyca, you two call the rest of our forces and speak to the elders. Find out what their orders are. You three, we leave now. We can’thave him out there on his own. Shift. Follow me. Mira, where was it?”
“Right at the sensor in the sixth quadrant at the edge of the forest,” I say quickly.
“Move!” Miles shouts, shifting, leaving his wolf to kick his clothes off as he sprints toward the forest with his team following close behind.
Just as quickly as they surrounded me, they are all gone again.
And I’m alone.
So, utterly alone that I’m scared. Scared for Jace, scared that I didn’t call for help fast enough. Scared that he’s alone and I can’t do anything to help him.
Avery comes out of the pack house and rushes to me.
“I heard Lyca!” She exclaims, horrified. “Are you ok?” she asks.
“Will they find him?” I stammer, tears welling in my eyes.
“They’ll find him. They have to! Jace is the strongest of us all. He’s going to be fine, Mira,” she says gently, pulling me close and walking me into the pack house. “I’ll make you some tea. You should rest while we wait. This stress isn’t good for the baby,” she says.
I’m tossing and turning, lying on the bed in the downstairs guest room of the pack house. I didn’t want to lie down. I have no idea how they expect me to sleep or rest when Jace is out there, possibly hurt, but they wouldn’t stop insisting, so I came in here just to get some peace and quiet.
But now I’m alone with my worry again.
Why aren’t they back yet? They’ve been gone for hours. Surely they would have caught the guy and be back already?
I toss again, my stomach aching from stress. Placing my hand over my belly, I try to focus on the little life growing inside me. Try to tune into it, even though it’s probably just a little speck of existence at the moment.
“It’s going to be ok,” I whisper, but even as I say it, tears spring to my eyes.
My heart is aching so badly that I can barely breathe.
I don’t want to lose him. I don’t want to be without him.
Mika is pacing, whining softly. She wants to go out there and help them look.
I don’t remember falling asleep, but the room is pitch dark and unfamiliar when someone knocks on the door and wakes me up. “Mira,” a voice calls my name.
“Avery?” I murmur, sitting up in bed as my mind pieces together my surroundings in the pack house guest room.
“Are you awake?” she asks quietly, flicking on the bedside light.
