Chapter 11

Eleven

SERGIO

T hwack .

Sweat poured down my face as I shoveled piles of rock to bury the dead alpha.

It was a muggy night, and my hands were torn from the damn shovel. But I would heal quickly- one of the perks of being an alpha werewolf. Dropping the shovel, I walked to the trunk of the car and opened it. The foul odor of Claws wafted around me as I threw his dead body over my shoulders in the dead of night.

It wasn't a great feeling, knowing I had a dead body in the car for hours. I had driven as far out as I could away from the farm.

"There you go, mother fucker," I said, dumping him in the shallow grave. I didn't bother to make it any deeper. I just had to get rid of him because I only had days to get my original mission done.

My mission was to free the omegas trapped at the OBC.

Claws lay prone in his grave, his milky eyes staring straight at me in the dark and giving me the shivers, so I quickly poured the dirt and rocks over his head first, following the rest of his body.

Once I was finished, I peeled off my blood-stained shirt and pants, washing them in the flowing river. I had to find my way back into the city. From there, I could get a new supply of heat suppressant pills and present my evidence of mistreatment of omegas to the Royal Pack. I couldn't wait to get this all done so I could see Olivia's angelic face again. If the Royal Pack weren't going to help, then I would break her out myself.

Hanging my wet clothes off the back seat of the car, I sat in the driver's seat, only wearing my briefs.

I needed to get as far away from here as possible. Starting the car, I zoomed down the dirt path, leaving the buried body of the alpha behind me.

Olivia

"Just sleep, it's okay," comforted Ian while holding me in the bed while I fretted.

"I can't until he's here," I said, pressing my nose into his chest as I waited for Henry to join us in the bed. The uncertainty of what to expect was killing me.

Did Henry talk in his sleep? Was he gentle or rough?

I needed to know everything before I could drift off into blissful sleep. In my earlier days of being here, I had run on no sleep, not knowing any of the alphas. And by the morning came, I kicked the alphas out as early as possible so I could at least get an hour's worth of sleep.

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you," said Ian, kissing my forehead. I couldn't even relax enough to make out with Ian. We skipped the walk on the beach since Evan had disappeared, and we decided instead to stay in my room to talk until Henry showed up.

Just then, I heard the room door open, and my heart pounded fast. Ian held me tighter, sensing my fear.

"Why hello again, Olivia," said Henry in a smooth-as-honey voice that sent chills down my back. He pulled the sheets back and slid in behind me, pressing his naked body against mine.

"Hi," I said meekly to show that I was awake in case he had other frightening ideas. Then he started to hump me from behind, and my eyes widened. Ian, sensing my shock, lifted his head.

"Henry, is that necessary?"

"Ian, I need you to do the same thing," ordered Henry. Then, in a calmer tone, near my ear, "Why haven't you gone into heat yet, little omega?"

"I don't know," I stuttered, trying to close my eyes, but I was shocked.

I could feel his slim body pressing up against mine as he humped me, his dick slapping against my ass but not going inside. Ian was gently rubbing his body against mine, pressing his cock against the outside of my pussy.

"This is how your handlers should be treating you," whispered Henry. "Is this what they were doing to you or not?"

"Sort of."

"Then you should have gone into heat by now," said Henry while Ian stayed awfully quiet. I was scared to death of Henry discovering that I took heat suppressant pills, so I nodded in agreement. His body against mine was having an effect on me that I couldn't control.

My pussy was throbbing between the two male bodies, and warmth was starting to grow between my legs. The flares of the heat would stop right at my abdomen, and I knew that was the heat suppressant pills helping me.

"Oh," I said when I felt a little bit of a pang go through my belly.

"I help out when I feel that an omega is struggling," said Henry. "I apologize that the alpha handlers aren't equipped with emergency techniques like this. They are not patient."

"It's…it's okay," I said, trying to even my breathing. My heart rate was rapidly increasing against my will, and I couldn't seem to control my body's responses while Henry was trying to force my heat to emerge.

"Close your eyes," said Henry while rubbing my belly and breathing against my neck. I obeyed and closed my eyes. "Did you ever dream of being a mother one day? To have a little one of your own that looks like an exact copy of you?"

"Um."

"Answer me, omega, and be truthful."

An image of a little boy with curly black hair floated in my mind, and tears sprung to my eyes. I wanted to hold him so badly, but I wanted to be secure with a pack of alphas that I loved first.

"I do, but I want to be loved first."

"You are loved here, my dear," said Henry in that creepy voice of his, but I deemed his words to be untrue. "Every alpha who cuddles you loves you. Do you ever imagine your belly growing and the baby kicking inside you?"

My heart rate increased even more as Henry rubbed my belly in circles while Ian's thighs and chest rubbed over mine. My pulse was racing from arousal and also fear as I felt tendrils of heat spiking through my abdomen.

"Yes," I said, hoping he would stop. I didn't want to go into heat here. I had to fight it. "But wouldn't I lose my baby after giving birth here? Don't you just take them?"

Suddenly, Henry stopped his movements behind me and released his hold on my belly.

"Who told you this information?" he asks, not moving a muscle, but I could hear the stark anger in his voice and Ian's sharp intake of breath.

I knew Ian was worried about me by the way he caressed my arms.

"My cousin Lacy said that could happen before…before she left," I said, realizing I made a horrible mistake. I hoped he wouldn't pin it down to Ian or Sergio saying anything to me.

"She has been lying to you," said Henry, calming down and continuing to rub my belly and press his body against me. "She wasn't meant to be in an omega paradise like this one that I had provided for all omegas. You will be able to have your babies and raise them with the choice of alphas that you love. I make the rules here, and you will have that, Olivia."

My stomach twisted in disgust. It sounded so amazing, but every word he said was a complete lie. I didn't look at Ian, but I could sniff his scent, getting stronger with disapproval. Ian knew that Henry was full of shit. I knew it too, so I couldn't allow my body to be taken by heat.

Closing my eyes, I imagined babies being ripped away from their mothers, and suddenly, the tendrils of heat started to slowly dissipate.

Fuck, it was working .

Shutting my eyes tighter, I imagined crying babies and the horror of the omega mothers here. My body naturally knew it wasn't safe to go into heat, regardless of all the omega pampering they did here and treating me like a queen.

"Do you feel it, my dear? Do you feel the heat in your belly growing?"

"Yes," I moaned, trying to convince him. "I can't believe it."

"Of course," he said in a pleased voice. "You can thank me later when you're pregnant with your child."

Ian held my gaze, and I bit my lip, showing him that I was completely lying to Henry about going into heat, and a look of relief came over his eyes.

Ian kissed me on the cheek, and I smiled.

"Kiss her on the lips, pup," ordered Henry. "If she's letting you kiss her, you might as well kiss her on the lips. I've watched you two on camera, so don't be shy because I'm here."

Ian didn't even spare a glance at the director of the camp as he slowly dipped his head, kissing me squarely on the lips. I closed my eyes, letting my mind float into the safe space with him. His kiss soothed my fears and worries, reminding me of the feelings he held for me. Seagulls and the blue sky filled my mind as I imagined us there as a couple, enjoying ourselves.

When the kiss ended, we looked at each other, and I caressed his soft hair, pushing it back from his sculptured face. I closed my eyes, imagining that it was only Ian with me in bed and not Henry.

"Go to sleep," whispered Ian, and Henry stopped humping against me from behind to allow me to rest.

"Yes, get some rest," said Henry. "By tomorrow morning or afternoon, you will hopefully be in full heat. I can sense you're in pre-heat now."

I closed my eyes, awake for several minutes, listening to Henry snoring behind me while his body was still pressed to mine. Ian's eyes were on me as we gazed at each other in the dark, only slivers of his face showing in the moonlight streaming from the window. He gave me one more peck on the lips, and I smiled softly. Oh, how I wished we were kissing under different circumstances.

"Goodnight, babe," whispered Ian. "Hopefully, he'll be gone before you wake up tomorrow."

I didn't dare reply in case Henry was faking sleep. He didn't seem like he was dumb at all, and I wasn't risking anything. I gave Ian a warning look. "Goodnight, Ian, sleep tight. It was a fun dance, and I'm glad you invited me."

"You looked gorgeous," he said. "I will show Sergio our pictures when he gets back. Just think of that before you sleep."