Frantic (The Omegaborn Trilogy 2)

I fought like a wild beast. Guards came at me again and again, but I took them down with wild abandon. The three of us pushed hard down the wall, slowly making our way to a set of stone stairs descending down into the sanctuary. Only a few guards pursued us, but Ravick and Garret made quick work of them. Once we reached the steps, we dashed down into the derelict excuse for an omega prison.

The bond pulsed strongly once more, and I growled low in my throat.

I’m coming, mate. I’m going to find you.

I rushed toward the factory building, smelling the air for Triss’ scent. It had grown stronger, but so did the aroma of an alarming amount of omega slick. It was sweeter than before, and the intensity had risen to a shocking amount.

A great number of omegas were about to go into heat. All at the same time.

As we rushed toward the factory, a small blast echoed, and a portion of the wall began to crumble. Dust flew up into the air like smoke and the sound of stone smacking stone reverberated throughout the sanctuary. I narrowed my eyes and watched as a group of women exited the rear of the building and rushed back toward the ruined portion of the wall. They were trying to escape.

When I saw a flash of Triss’ telltale red hair, I sprinted forward. I was strong and fast, my stride much wider than an omega’s and I caught up with the small group in no time at all.

Garret and Ravick ran by my side, quickly keeping my pace and once we reached the omegas, all of us growled at the same time.

Triss faltered and her hands shook as they rose to her chest, her submissive omega nature answering her alphas’ call. She slowed, swinging her head around and turning her body toward us. Finally, she stopped running, and I stared back at her. I breathed in a mouthful of air, taking a moment to admire the gentle curves of her small, lithe body. She was wearing a black leather vest that lifted her breasts high in the air and a pair of black leather pants that cupped her hips and ass in a way that was so sinful it should have been forbidden. My cock felt like steel and I yearned to throw her on the ground, tear her clothes off, and show her exactly what I was made of. Fuck, she was perfect. My mate.

She smiled softly at me, relieved to see the three of us.

Gods. I couldn’t wait to have her on her knees, sucking my cock with that sweet little mouth. Green eyes found mine and I growled low again. She shivered, whimpering softly as her omega instincts demanded her submission before me.

I slowly walked up to her, only noticing then that a woman with silver hair had paused beside her. The woman was dressed similarly to Triss and smelled rather strongly of slick. Her cheeks were flushed and her icy blue eyes were dilated. She wasn’t very long from full estrous now, but a strong look of determination on her face told me she was trying very hard to fight her own natural instincts. I turned my eyes back to Triss, far more concerned for my own mate.

“My alphas,” Triss whispered, her tone one of reverence and joy.

“We’re leaving the city,” I commanded, leaving no room for debate.

“All of us. You’re not coming back,” Garret growled.

The silver-haired omega looked a bit taken aback. It was then I realized that I recognized her. She was the one who had broken into Genwell in the first place. She’d shot a damned dart into my neck and taken Triss from us. I rolled my upper lip. If she was a woman in my pack, she’d been put over an alpha’s knee long ago. Acts of aggression against any alpha weren’t tolerated in the wilds.

“There’s no time,” Triss answered, sensing my displeasure. “We have to get out of Tharia now. We need to get the omegas out too.” She turned toward the silver-haired omega. “Nikki, go. Get the Omegaborn out. We’ll follow and protect the rear. Move. Now.”

Nikki nodded curtly and rushed back to join the other omegas.

Triss’ hand found my fingers and squeezed. I stayed quiet. There was no time for discussion anyway. This was the time for action.

I swung my arm around her waist and threw her over my shoulder. She protested, but a quick smack to her ass quieted her. She knew her place. I was her alpha and she was my omega. She would submit to my demands and if she questioned me, she’d be punished. We’d move faster if I carried her than if she was running by my side and that was just how it was going to be.

Time to get the fuck out of Tharia and back to my home.

Ravick, Garret, and I followed the group of omega women. We ran through the broken and destroyed section of the sanctuary wall and into the forgotten sections of the city. We didn’t slow for anything, even as the scent of omega slick grew stronger. The growls of awakening alphas reverberated under the dome and the group of omega women shuddered at the sound.

“What’s going on, Triss? Why are these women going into heat?” I asked and she whimpered at the ferocity in my tone.

“Nikki created an anti-suppressant and we hijacked the airborne drug system to pump it into the city,” she answered timidly.

The growls of alphas all around us intensified.

The omegas groaned, clutching at their bellies as they ran.

Fuck.

All hell was about to break loose.

Triss showed no signs of estrous, but I knew that was because she had just gone through the process. She was lucky.

“These women think they can fight off their natural instincts?” Garret asked in disbelief.