Page 4 of Knot for Me
Camila simply lifts an eyebrow, unimpressed by my fit. “Reagan, you’re going to have to learn to fall in line. If you don’t do what you’re supposed to do for your pack, you’ll be shunned.”
The packless live within our society, but they’re not aligned with anyone. They do the grunt work and are mostly left alone. The shunned are forced out of society and made to live off the land. Basically, they’re forced to be homeless and not allowed anywhere near towns or cities. They put trackers inside of the shunned so that if they come too close, they can be killed on sight. Again, I knew being shunned was a possibility, but I didn’t think she’d resort to threatening me with that.
That was naive of me.
Camila turns on her heel and storms away from the supply closet. She snaps her fingers, and two beefy betas—men who have been assigned to do security for the Compatibility Ceremony—reach into the closet and wrap their hands around my arms to drag me out. Teddy simply lets it happen, standing there with a stupid shocked expression on his face. I go kicking and screaming, cursing Camila to the moon and back.
“Fucking cunt,” I rage, but aside from the bunching of her shoulders, she ignores me. “You can’t do this. I won’t go.”
Stopping mid stride, she looks over her shoulder. “Tell your mother I said hello.” She struts to her office which is just down the hall and snaps the door shut.
I’m being taken to the auctions.
Camila is a bitch.
I’m an idiot for thinking I could get out of this unscathed.
My eyes connect with a man leaning against the wall. His blue eyes are as turbulent as the ocean. My gaze quickly flicks down his body because I’m an omega. We’re always sizing them up. Always seeking the perfect fit… and damn. He’s perfect. Alpha energy oozes off of him. He’d be ideal for what my body needs and wants.
Enough of the ogling, more of the escaping.
I try to make a run for it, but one of the betas catches me around the waist. I slap at his arms, but he’s way stronger than I am.
“Teddy, you fucking worthless piece of shit, help me,” I shout at him.
Silence. He won’t even come to help me after we had sex? I gave him a goddamn orgasm and he can’t even say anything?
“Let me go,” I yell at the beta holding me.
“She’s feisty,” the one not holding me says.
“She can walk,” I say, planting my feet and forcing the beta to let me stand. “I’ll go willingly, but I’ll be damned if you carry me out of here.” I glare at him. He considers me for a moment, finally nodding in agreement and grabbing my hand.
“Let’s do this the easy way,” the beta says.
“Good luck,” the alpha down the hall mutters.
Glancing over my shoulder, I sear him with a look. “Fuck you!”
His lips twitch. The betas continue to drag me down the hall. I swear as we round the corner I hear that alpha bastard chuckle. The sound bounces around my head and taunts me.
ChapterTwo
LUCAS
Fuck you.
Who knew two words, which were so violently shouted at me, would have me hard as a rock? I haven’t been this turned on in a long time. Chuckling, I watch as security drags her away. Should I stop them? No. That’s ridiculous. I heard the end of Camila laying into the omega. She was screwing a beta in the closet.
The guy steps out, peeking down the hall to make sure she’s gone and the coast is clear.
I don’t know what comes over me, but one second my hand is at my side, and the next my palm is flat against his chest and shoving him so hard he practically flies back into the tiny room. He scowls at me as I close the door shut on him. Who does he think he is? He can find a beta or delta to fulfill his needs. He had to have known what sleeping withherwould mean. He’s not entirely to blame, but he did help that omega mess up her life.
Fuck you,she screamed at me, blue eyes narrowed with rage. Why do I get the feeling that gaze will haunt me for days to come?
Frowning after the woman, I try to shake her out of my head. I came to meet Camila so I could let her know my pack would once again be passing on this round of omega matching. We’ve passed the last four years. We had an omega once. We failed to keep Emily safe, and before we could even mate her, she was killed.
It hurt like a bitch when the pack bond broke. We’re not in a hurry to experience that pain again and we still haven’t figured out who killed her. After the authorities investigated, her death was ruled a murder. Seeing as we’re a royal pack, we have more than enough enemies. Cornelius, one of my fathers and the head of the Royal Council, would love to see my pack with another omega, but I refuse. If losing a pack mate hurt that bad, I can’t imagine what losing a mate must feel like.
