And she never brought it up again.
MORE OMEGAS came.
We were stronger then.
Better. Faster.
More complete.
They prowled the edges of the wards, teeth snapping. There had to be at least fifteen of them. Maybe twenty.
“Human,” one spat at me.
I said, “I’ll only tell you once.”
Violet eyes flared.
“Leave. While you still can.”
They snarled at me.
I tapped my crowbar against my shoulder. “If that’s the way it’s going to be.”
My pack roared behind me, humans and wolves alike.
The Omegas took a step back, suddenly unsure.
But that was as far as they got.
THREE YEARS.
One month.
Twenty-six days.
home
IT WAS a Wednesday.
We were at the garage when I felt the wards change. Like they were shifting. Like they were breaking.
I was in the office, and it felt like I’d been struck by lightning.
“The fuck was that?” I heard Tanner say out in the shop as he dropped something metal to the floor.
“Jesus Christ,” Rico muttered.
“Ox?” Chris called out. “You—”
The door to the waiting area slammed open, Robbie skittering through the garage as he ran toward the office. “Did you feel that?” he demanded as he came through the door. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” I said through gritted teeth, even though it felt like my skin was electrified. “It was the wards. Something happened to them.”
Robbie paled. “More Omegas?”
I shook my head. “Something different. Something else.” The others crowded in the doorway, Chris’s phone already to his ear even as mine rang. I heard Chris say something to Jessie as soon as she picked up. “Elizabeth,” I breathed as I put my own phone to my ear.
“You felt it,” she said.