Chapter 31

Thirty-One

OLIVIA

D ays later, I woke up for the first time without nightmares.

Opening my eyes, my hand automatically went to my belly, imagining the growing baby inside of me.

The therapy sessions seemed to be helping, in addition to going out on lunches and dinners with Sergio, Ian, and Evan. During yesterday's group therapy session, I broke down discussing my fears and telling them I was pregnant.

Everyone congratulated me despite not knowing who the father was. I was freaking out about being pregnant every day since I officially found out. But every morning, it had gotten easier to accept that I'd love the baby despite who his father was. Sometimes, I would envision myself with Sergio's pack and our child running around the house. The image would stay with me at night until I was comfortable with the idea and even excited.

Today I was planning to visit a museum with Sergio, Ian and Evan.

I was excited to go, and I had carefully picked out my outfit last night after my therapy session. Every day, my life was slowly repairing itself, and I knew one day I'd have to fix my relationship with Lacy.

After showering and brushing my teeth, I took my time getting ready in a cute dress that I would spend the day in around the island with my pack.

My pack .

I smiled, liking the sound of that as I applied makeup. Hearing a knock at the door, I went to open it, and my mom stood there while clutching a romance book in her hand with rollers in her hair.

"Yes, Mom?"

"Aww, you so look cute," she said. "There's someone in the living room for you."

Wondering if my alphas had come for me already, I headed down the stairs and into the living room. Upon seeing who it was, my blood ran cold.

It was Brett sitting there like he owned the place. He sat on the couch, knees spread, trying to show his dominance.

"What are you doing here?" I asked sharply, feeling my heart beat a mile a minute. This was a shock to me, and I wasn't prepared to see him there. I thought he had been killed or gone to prison with the rest of the alpha handlers.

I stood there petrified.

"I just want to talk to you," he said, smiling. The familiar evil smile that made my stomach hurt, knowing what was coming. He knew I was scared, and I needed to take him out of the house before he hurt my mother.

"Who's that?" my mom asked.

"No one, just an old friend," I said hastily, trying to control my breathing. "We can talk outside."

Brett smiled as if he had won, and he opened the door for me as we walked outside.

"I came to make you a proposal," he said, sniffing the air strongly for my scent.

"You don't scare me anymore," I said loudly, trying to force some bravery to scare him off. Deep down, I was trembling like a leaf, forgetting everything I learned in therapy.

My legs were like jello, and I was the scared omega I was back at the OBC.

"You're going to be my omega," he said. "It looks like alphas haven't scooped you up yet. Would you like to be my omega? I miss you, Button."

"No thanks," I said quickly. "I'm taken already."

"But they haven't marked you yet," he said, touching my neck and I cringed. He noticed my look of disgust. "Why are you acting like this?"

"You know why," I hissed. "You raped me."

"That's an exaggeration," he said, coming closer to me. "You enjoyed every second of it. I can still remember your moans. Come with me."

"I'm not yours!" I shouted, backing away from him.

But he quickly scooped me up, and I screamed as I punched him in the back. I kicked as hard as I could while panic streamed through every nerve of my body. I heard him grunt in pain as he quickly shoved me into the backseat of his car and shut the door.

Before I could open the door, he hopped into the driver's seat and took off. For a moment, I froze in terror.

The car was moving at top speed.

Shoving the door open, my heart pounded fast as I looked at the rushing road beneath. Fuck, I was pregnant.

"Close the door!" roared Brett with the alpha bark in his voice.

Instead, I jumped out.

Pain hit my body.

I rolled around and around on the hard asphalt ground, trying to protect my belly with my arms. When I finally stopped rolling, dizziness hit me when I opened my eyes. And the first thing I saw was Brett looming over me, his eyes flashing with red fury.

"Asshole!" I screamed as he reached out to grab my arms.

Before he could do that, I saw him being thrown against a tree.

I looked around me, seeing Sergio, Ian, and Evan standing around me protectively with me in the middle.

My body hurt as I stumbled to my feet and brushed off the dirt from my dress. We were off the road as the cars zoomed by. Brett's head lolled against the trunk of the tree, and I watched as Evan kicked him repeatedly in the ribs.

"Fucker," screamed Ian, who was kneeling and punching him repeatedly in the face. Brett weakly fought back, but he was no match for three young virile alphas who had the upper hand. "Believe me that you'll never touch a hair on our omega's head ever again."

I watched as they continued to beat him up mercilessly. Brett turned his head towards me. He opened his mouth, which frothed with blood, trying to say something to me.

"Guys, that's enough," I said, weakly walking towards them with every limb in my body aching. "Don't kill him. Call the police."

I knelt in front of him next to Ian.

"My omega," mumbled Brett, crazy-eyed as he gazed at me.

"I will never be your omega," I screamed in his face. Then in a calmer tone, as I gripped his cock. "You will never hurt me again. In fact, you'll never hurt anyone else ever again."

His eyes bugged with panic when I yanked at it, and he yelled through his pain. I released him as the police approached us.

"Ma'am, step back," the delta officers commanded.

I didn't care as one of the officers pulled me to the side with his clipboard in hand while Sergio was yelling that Brett was trying to kidnap me. I stared coldly at Brett as they dragged him off with handcuffs on his wrists. It gave me the chills that he continued to look at me even though they were taking him away. When he was finally tucked away in the car, I started to shake with relief.

"Now tell us what happened, ma'am," said the officer.

"He tried to kidnap me," I started.

After dealing with the police, Sergio carried me home in his arms after I insisted that I didn't require hospitalization. My mom hurriedly wrapped me in a quilt blanket when Sergio set me down on the couch. Two of my fathers, Caleb and Dravin, were home by now as Sergio recounted the story of what happened. Ian and Evan sat on either side of me, rubbing my back or petting my hair.

I felt comfortable with them after our many dates together. But I was still shaken after what happened.

"It's the end of him," said Ian. "I wish we killed him."

"I wish you did, too," I said, suddenly regretting stopping him. It would have all been in self-defense anyway, but I didn't want to risk it.

"Shoulda chopped off his pecker before he went to jail," growled Evan while my parents and Sergio talked quietly. I smiled despite my trembling limbs. "Well, this is the end of him, and you have nothing to worry about now."

"Thank god," I said, leaning against Evan while watching my mom pour tea for everyone in the room. "But now I'll be worried every night if he'll break out or something. You have no idea how weirdly obsessed he is."

"He won't," said Ian re-assuredly, rubbing my thigh.

"Are you okay?" asked Caleb, touching the scar on the right side of my face in concern. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there to save you. Once again. I blame myself for everything that happened to you."

"It's not your fault," I said. "I'm a grown omega, and I choose to go where I go. You can't protect me every single time, Dad."

Tears streamed down his face, and I was shocked to see that. I had never seen my dad cry like that. I slowly stood up and hugged him. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead.

"You will always be my baby," he said. "At least this pack of alphas can protect you, and you have my blessings if you wish to live with them."

"Thank you, Dad," I said, smiling. If I wanted to live with Sergio and his pack a long time ago, I would've done it. But I wanted to take things a little slower. "Don't blame yourself for anything that happens to me."