Page 28 of Knot My MC
“Get in.”
There’s no denying him, but I still try. My feet are heavy, like they’re filled with lead, as I take the first step toward the elevator.Stop!I scream inside my head, but my body won’t listen to me. Fighting the grip he has on me, I fist my hands and try to force my feet back. I stumble slightly, the mixed signals confusing my body enough to trip it up.
“Goddammit, Kiki.” Axel stomps out of the elevator and grabs my arm, dragging me the rest of the way inside. He jerks me around until I’m facing him. The vein in his forehead is bulging, a clear display of his loss of control.
Axel likes obedience.
I’ll be damned if I give it to him. “Get your hands off of me.”
“You need to learn to keep your mouth shut,” he shouts into my face as the doors close.
You’ll give them hell, won’t you, Kiki? Don’t let your alphas, whoever they end up being, push you around.
You protect yourself by any means necessary.
“Let go,” I repeat, voice deadly calm. Reaching up, I grip his shirt and pull myself a little closer. I can’t guarantee how Camila will react, but if anything, she’s consistent with her punishments.
Axel doesn’t notice what I’m planning, too pissed to realize he’s in danger. “You may have forgotten, but omegas listen to their—”
I slam my knee into his crotch, using my grip on his body to yank him into the hit. His eyes widen and a rush of air passes his lips. He releases a strangled sound and drops the hand on my arm to clutch his dick instead.
Taking advantage of the moment, I shove him away. “You may have forgotten, but you’re not my mate.” The doors open, carrying the last of my shouted words into the hallway.
“Kiki,” he wheezes, but I don’t stick around to give him a chance to say more.
I take off down the hall, racing toward Camila’s office. The door is slightly ajar, and I shove it aside, barging in on her. She startles slightly and squeaks.
Standing, she places her palms on her desk. “What are you doing?”
“You have to shun me.”
“What?” Her perfectly trimmed eyebrows pinch together. “What has gotten into you all this week? I’ve never had so many omegas breaking the rules.”
“Kiki,” Axel’s roar fills the hallway.
I cross the room and grab her arm, shaking it slightly. “Shun me.”
Camila gives the door a thoughtful look. “I remember you. The omega who stole a motorcycle, right?”
“Fucking bitch,” Axel mutters in the hallway. His steps pound against the floor, shaking the building. Each reverberation rattles through me.
“Shun me,” I plead again, heart hammering. “Please. Send me away.”
She glances at where my bandaged hand is curled around her arm and carefully peels my fingers off her skin. She pushes me away and wipes her hand on a tissue, like there’s some sort of disease she’ll catch from touching me.
Though I don’t turn around, I know the moment Axel steps in the doorway. The hairs on the back of my neck rise and my legs start to shake as the adrenaline surging through my system destabilizes me.
“Hello, ma’am.” Axel sounds so polite when he’s not demanding my obedience.
Camila considers him then slides her gaze back to meet mine. “Is this your omega?”
“Well, no, but that’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”
Straightening, I turn slightly so he can’t come up behind me. I’m torn between watching him and watching Camila’s reaction to what he has to say. Deciding he won’t attack me with her in the room, I study the woman. She’s pretty, but there are a lot of scowl lines on her face and the way she treats omegas diminishes her beauty. She’s meant to be an advocate for us, but instead, she treats us like trash.
Camila isn’t here for us.
Still, deep down I have to believe there’s good in her. Even if it’s the tiniest of slivers, it’s there. She won’t give me to Axel. God, I hope she won’t give me to him.
