1. Meggie

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Meggie

I probably shouldn't jump out of a moving car. Not when I'm still hoping to go to the Olympics in a few days. But if I don't get out of this, I won't be going anywhere. Not for a very long time.

My pulse roars chaotically as I prepare to do something drastic, and probably stupid. But it's better than doing nothing.

Daniel used an old t-shirt to tie my hands together, but thankfully it's not restrictive. Taking a deep breath, my sweaty fingertips slowly push down on the seat belt latch, using one hand to keep the seat belt stretched over me, hoping he won't notice.

He doesn't. He's too busy explaining to me why I should just let this happen.

"Don't you see, Megs, we're meant to be. I know you got scared and tried to run from me, but you're an omega, and I'm an alpha. This is just the nature of things," Daniel continues his rant, oblivious. "It's biology. You can't fight it."

I need to do this fast. Fighting the fear that's pumping through my veins, I picture letting go of the seat belt, opening the door, jumping, and rolling all in one swift movement. My ears ring and everything sounds fuzzy. A broken bone will be worth it if it keeps me from ending up bonded to Daniel.

I take a deep breath, trying to slow my heart so I can think straight, then I release the seat belt and grab the door handle. It doesn't budge. Fuck! Child safety locks!

Daniel laughs. "Didn't think I was clever enough to think of that, did you?"

I consider grabbing the wheel, but that would be more dangerous than jumping out of the car. I don't want to cause an accident and get someone else hurt. But I won't give up. There's got to be another way out of this, and I'll find it.

"Look, Megs, this will all go much better if you just accept it. You always appealed to me, and now… fuck! You smell like my grandma, but it's still got me hard. I've never been around an unbonded omega before, and it's no joke. The effect you have on me is impossible to resist."

Funny, I don't seem to have any trouble resisting him. He has the same appeal all alphas have for me, but it's nothing compared to what I feel for my guys. And I'm stronger than biology. He is too, if he gave half a shit to try. But he'd rather use biology as an excuse for taking what he wants than be man enough to control himself.

As if in proof of his immaturity, he reaches down and palms his cock over his pants with one hand. "I'm sure you feel the same. I'm an alpha. And an attractive one at that. Every woman in America would want to be where you are."

"Not me," I grit out through clenched teeth. "You're an asshole who only ever thinks of himself."

"Oh, come on. Like you don't do the same? You wanted to compete in the Olympics so badly you risked the reputation of an entire team."

"It isn't like that. My alphas—"

" Your alphas?" Daniel's laugh reverberates around the car. "After today, you'll only have one alpha, and it's me."

The thought of Daniel's teeth in me makes bile climb my throat. I'm suddenly grateful he hasn't tried to bite me already. Most alphas prefer to bond during sex because they say it feels even better, and Daniel is just cocky enough to think that he has plenty of time to bite me and doesn't need to rush. But there's no way in hell I'm letting him get anywhere near my body again. Not for sex, and definitely not for a bite.

My hands feel clammy and my stomach rolls. The door might not have worked, but I can still get out of this. I just have to be smart and look for an opportunity.

We pull into his neighborhood, and I tighten my muscles, prepping to lunge the second he gets my door open. It's kind of stupid of him to bring me back to his house. Last I knew, he shared the place with two other guys, both betas because he's too insecure to form a pack with other alphas. It's to my benefit now, though, because those two won't be as affected by my scent. I might be able to talk some sense into them and get them on my side if I can't get away when we park.

Daniel's gaze flicks over to me as he continues to rub himself through his pants. "Know what I'm going to do the second I get you inside?"

I have a pretty good guess, and I don't want to think about it. I've had sex with Daniel before when we were a couple, and even though it wasn't anything compared to the men I've been with recently, it wasn't horrible. But this would be. Because I wouldn't be choosing it.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard you'll forget all about your stupid little water polo team," Daniel continues, oblivious to the snarl on my face. "That's why you were crying in your car, right? I heard they replaced you. You weren't good enough. It's a good thing I came along when I did, willing to take you when no one else will."

"That's not true!" I snap, unable to stop myself. Arguing with him will only make him more dangerous.

"Don't lie to yourself, bitch."

I bite my lips hard.

He waits for the retort that doesn't come. "Better." Turning into the driveway, he smirks. "You're mine, Megs. I'm gonna bite you, and you're gonna like it."

I want to spit in his face, but I need to stay focused. This is my chance to run, and I'm not going to miss it.