Chapter 18

Eighteen

SERGIO

" I 'm fucking glad you were able to get through to the Royal Pack the way you did," said Evan.

"I know," I said, chewing on a biscuit and reclining my chair. "They were the ones who sent me here in the first place."

"True," said Ian. "Sooner or later, they'd have had to put an end to the operation. Do you think Olivia will agree to be our omega?"

"She needs time, Ian," I sighed. "She had gone through unspeakable hell. And I have every intention of finding out what happened to her and hunting down whoever hurt her."

"The night we were arrested," started Ian, and I sat up straighter in my chair. "Brett was in the middle of full-on knotting the poor girl."

"Wished we could have ripped his fucking dick off," said Evan. "Before they dragged us away."

My breaths came out shallower, and my throat tightened.

"Did you say Brett? The blue-haired fucker?!" I asked, trying to keep my voice low but couldn't.

"Yes," Ian confirmed, and my head spun.

"He should have been killed before we got on this plane," I gritted out, not realizing I had squished the biscuit into smithereens. "When we land, that will be our mission. To get revenge for our omega. We will kill the bastard no matter what it takes."

"Yes, sir," said Evan, his chest puffing with righteous anger.

I couldn't believe Brett was that fucking evil. He wasn't a friend or enemy of mine and mainly just lurked about.

He was a nobody to me.

Until tonight.

Just then, I heard Olivia cry out, and I immediately got off my chair, dropping all the crumbs onto the carpet. I rushed to the room and saw her beautiful form tossing and turning on top of the plush red comforter. Her left leg was exposed from her thin silk robe, and she was clutching her belly. Her eyes were closed, and tears were streaming down her face.

"Olivia," I said gently, tapping her on the shoulder. She was deep in her sleep, writhing in pain. I'd never seen her so scared. "Olivia."

She opened her eyes, and she was breathing rapidly like a caged animal. Staring at me with glazed, fearful eyes.

"Get away," she muttered, her words incoherent.

"Baby, it's me," I said, my heart shattering at the fear in her eyes. I never wanted an omega to be afraid of me like this. Especially not her. "It's Sergio, I would never hurt you."

It took her a minute to slowly out of whatever nightmare she was having.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her eyes widening.

"You were crying in your sleep," I said, and she roughly wiped away her tears.

"Sorry," she said.

"Don't be. It's okay," I said, sad that the spunky Olivia was no longer there. Maybe one day she would return. But lately, it looked like she had lost her spirit and had become meek. Especially after what Brett did to her.

"Can…can you hold me while I sleep?" she asked in a small voice.

My chest swelled with pride. She was trusting me to hold her.

"Yes, baby, of course," I said, settling in behind her on the bed. She leaned her back against me as I wrapped my arm around her waist. She pulled my arm up to her chest, hugging my arm tight around her. "Do you feel a little bit better now?"

"Much better," she sighed softly.

"I won't let anyone hurt you, Liv," I promised her. "Never again will anyone hurt you. I will find Brett and hunt him down until he's dead."

She didn't reply.

Instead, I heard her quiet snores as she drifted off into sleep again. Her scent enveloped me as I hugged her. I didn't mind laying with her in bed. I loved cuddling her at the OBC, and there was no way I was going to falter in my duties now. She needed me to protect her, and I was going to do it.

No one was going to hurt my little omega ever.

Olivia

The bright sun woke me up, and I squinted as I stirred awake. I immediately realized there was an arm draped around me, and I gasped, startling the alpha awake.

"Oh, whoops, I completely forgot," I said in embarrassment as Sergio stretched. I watched the little tendrils of his hair covering his forehead as he yawned. "Thanks for cuddling me last night."

"Hey, it's okay," he said. "Did you sleep well?"

"I did," I said, and a hint of a blush crept up my cheeks. I felt like kissing him on the face, but I was too scared of that, and it might encourage him to take me right here. Suddenly groaning in pain, I stayed like that, hunched over and holding my stomach.

"You're in heat," he said in a gruff voice. "No wonder you weren't feeling well last night."

"I can't be," I moaned, trying to move off the bed, but I couldn't even move an inch without horrible pain and squeezing of my belly. "We landed and everything. I have to see my family."

"Listen to me, Olivia," he said slowly.

I didn't want to listen to him because I knew what he'd say.

"My family is waiting for me," I said urgently, cutting him off. I groaned through the spasm in my belly and the slick feeling between my legs. It was a horrible type of pain that could only be relieved with a knot.

"If we take you to your family's house now, they will send you to the heat clinic," explained Sergio slowly. "Because it's too late for any heat suppressant pills."

Suddenly, Ian and Evan came into the room, seeing me hunched over in pain while Sergio rubbed my back.

"What's going on?" asked Evan, rushing over to me and kneeling on the ground before me. Ian sat on my other side and rubbed the top of my hand, clutching my belly.

"She's in heat," said Sergio. "Olivia, would you want a bunch of strangers at the heat clinic to help you? Or us?"

I gasped, drawing in breaths to try and ease my pain. It was impossible to answer his questions with a clear mind, but I knew like hell I would never let strangers touch me again.

"Fine!" I said. "Just help make the pain stop. It's getting worse every second we talk here."

"I will take you to our home until your heat passes," said Sergio, scooping me up in his arms. I leaned my face into his chest, breathing in his alpha scent. His scent triggered another attack, and I whimpered as he jogged to the exit of the plane and down the steps.

All of a sudden, we were in a limo, and I only knew it from the motion of the car on the road.

"Tell him to go faster," said Ian.

I wondered if they were talking about the driver. I imagined a big bald guy driving the limo for some reason through the haze of my pain.

"You shouldn't have left me at the breeding camp," I said to Sergio in a low voice. I had no idea why I was telling him this right now. "They hurt me when you left."

"And that's why I'll never leave you again," growled Sergio, rubbing my back as he held me on his lap. "I will keep you safe, Liv. You know that, right?"

"I don't know," I muttered, my eyes rolling back at the intensity of the pain in my abdomen. "You're a nice alpha and all, but I've seen the dark side of alphas. They're all animals deep down."

"Not all," said Sergio. "I promise you that not all alphas are the same."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"How come you were at the breeding camp? Why couldn't you get a normal job?" I asked. Suddenly, I screamed when my belly squeezed viciously. "I need a knot right now!"

"Hold on, baby, we're almost home," said Sergio, panic in his voice. Then to his men, "he needs to fucking hurry up and drive faster. She's getting worse."

"What if I don't get knotted at all?" I said, wondering what would happen. I would take my chances.

"You might go into shock and possibly die if you go too long without a knot."

God, this was horrible .

I couldn't fucking believe I was in heat right now, and Brett had accomplished his life's mission in ruining my fucking life. Now, I would need a knot, and I had no idea if I would be pregnant after it happened.

It was all fucked up, and it felt like my life had turned into a joke.

More slick gushed from my pussy, and I wondered if Sergio could feel me on his lap. No matter how tight I squeezed my thighs together, the slick was oncoming and rapid. The fear of getting knotted again was more than my fear of the heat. Brett made knotting as painful as possible for me. He didn't wait for me to get ready and would be knotted inside me by the time I opened my eyes in the darkness.

"We're here," said Sergio.

"Finally," I said. Then, in a lower voice. "Can you knot me in private? Like just us? I don't want everyone together in one room."

He looked confused by my request, but he nodded right away.

"Yes, whatever makes you comfortable, Liv."

"Thank you," I said as he carried me out of the limo and rushed to the house. I turned my head to see a huge brown home, and it looked rustic, like a cozy cabin. I loved the look of it, but the painful heat reminded me that I didn't have time to just admire stuff.

In seconds, Sergio carefully laid me on a bed.

"We will knot her one at a time," Sergio told Evan and Ian.

"What?" said Evan.

"Close the door and wait out there until it's your turn," commanded Sergio. "I will knot Olivia first and make sure she's okay. Then Ian is next, then Evan. Unless she has a different preference."

"It sounds…good," I moaned through the pain, my eyes shut closed as he gently separated my thighs.

"Look at me, Liv. I'm not taking you by force," said Sergio. "I want you to keep your eyes open and on me so you know it's me."

I gulped.

"Okay, but if I get scared, I'm closing my eyes again."

"If you get scared, I'll stop right away," said Sergio, and I looked at him with shock. An alpha never stopped during mid-rut. He kissed my knees while holding my gaze, and I bit my lip in uncertainty.

He wasn't being forceful with me, and my muscles slowly relaxed, allowing him to spread my knees apart, and my silk robe fell open.