Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(61)

“I can drive if I need to. How hard can it be?” She was starting to sound like me.

“I’ll call you back later, all right? I need to figure this all out before OPS decides to have the pack arrested or something.” That would be a worst-case scenario. They wouldn’t arrest them without a thorough investigation… I didn’t think.

“Just be careful, sis. Love you.” Kara hung up after I returned the sentiment.

The game started in just a few hours, so my pack was probably resting or in interviews. They had said they would all keep their phones on them and on. They’d even made sure the reception at the stadium was good.

I was just about to call Beck when my phone rang with a call from Dr. Wilkins, scaring the crap out of me.

“Dr. Wilkins! I think I know who switched out my pills.” I fell back onto the soft cushions of the couch, my heart thudding in my chest. “The team’s manager, Brian. He had my bag for a bit and I just didn’t think of it.”

“Are you sure? Why would he swap out your pills? In any case, two OPS agents are at your front gate. They’re going to take you to an omega compound while they run their investigation.”

“What? No way.” I jumped up and nearly tripped over the rug as I ran to one of the display panels that controlled the security system and lights.

An unmarked SUV was parked across the street from the gate, and I could see two people inside it, although not clearly.

“This is going to be a high-profile case. Now is the best time to get you to a safe place so they can do their jobs. There will be a media circus as soon as the pack is taken in for questioning.” She was speaking but I could hardly hear what she was saying over the ringing in my ears.

I had to warn them.

“Kayla? Are you there?” I didn’t know how long Dr. Wilkins had been talking, but I finally snapped out of the daze I was in staring at the SUV out front.

“I’m here. I don’t want this. Let’s just forget this even happened, okay?”

“Sweetheart, I know you want to protect them, but even if they didn’t switch your pills, someone close to them did. We don’t know if they put him up to it or what his motivation is. You aren’t safe there right now.”

“I’m not going. I can stay here while OPS does their investigation.” The last place I wanted to go was an omega compound, which was ironic considering just a few weeks ago it was the only place I could think of.

This was my home. This was my pack. This was my life and future.

I’d never cared much about any of those things until matching with the pack, and now I had them, I didn’t want to let them go.

“They have a court order. If you don’t go willingly, they will come in and get you.” She sighed. “I know this is tough, but if they didn’t do it, then you’ll return to them when the investigation is closed.”

“And how long will that be? A few days?” My mind was starting to whirl, and I ran to my nest where I had been sleeping and grabbed jeans since I was in pajama bottoms.

“A few weeks… a few months. Depends on how much they cooperate.”

“A few months!” I shrieked, shoving my feet into slip-ons. “Just tell them what I told you about Brian and they can investigate him first.”

“Open the door for them. They aren’t the enemy, Kayla.”

The doorbell rang and I ran back to the living room, seeing the view of the front door on the display signaling someone was at the front door. How the hell did they open the front gate?

I hung up on Dr. Wilkins and quickly dialed Beck’s number. “Come on… come on.”

“Hello?” Fucking Brian. What the hell was he doing answering Beck’s phone?

“Uh… can I speak to Beck?” I watched in horror as one of the OPS agents got a crowbar from a bag they were carrying. “It’s urgent.”

“They are in an interview at the moment. Can I take a message?” Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“OPS agents are here, and I need to speak to him immediately.” You fucking two-faced asshole.

“I’ll give him the message.” He hung up, and I resisted the urge to chuck my phone in anger.

The agent lifted the crowbar to the door, and I did the only thing I could think of… run to the backyard. I disarmed the alarm so they wouldn’t know I was trying to run. I should have paid more attention when Rio was explaining how to just turn off the alarm to certain areas of the house.

I ran along the back and to the side of the house, dialing Kane’s number next. He picked up right away. “Kane-”

“Kane’s in an interview. Are you trying to be a pain in the ass?” Did Brian have all of their phones? Why the hell would they leave their phones with him?

“Who is it?” I heard Kane ask from a distance.

“Someone trying to reach you about your car’s extended warranty.”

“Wait!” Click.

Motherfucker. They had no clue he couldn’t even be trusted with watching cell phones. There was no use in my trying the other two, plus I needed to get away so I had time to come up with a plan.

I ran down the stairs on the side of the house next to the garage and peeked around the edge. The agents had pulled into the driveway and left the gate open. If I could just make it out, I could hide nearby until they left or until the guys realized I had been the one who had called.