Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(64)

“Do you even have to ask?” Rylan walked to the door leading back to the main corridor of the stadium. “Let’s roll some heads!”

We all shouted in agreement and my excitement started to grow. I was stronger, faster, and had more energy than I had in months. There was no way we were giving up the win.

Outside of the practice room, the rest of our team was waiting for us, including our team doctor in case one of us was injured, our publicist, and a photographer. Waiting on the field for us were a few teenagers we’d met at the foodbank when volunteering, who would be giving us water and our towels when we needed them.

We liked to keep our game day entourage small so we weren’t distracted by them, so the rest of the people that made our team tick but didn’t need to be on the field were in a private box to watch the game.

There was a commotion back down the hallway where our locker room was, and we all turned at the exact moment Kayla came barreling through two security guards that were in the hall outside the door.

One of them snagged her around the waist and practically threw her into the wall, pinning her there with his massive body.

The growls that ripped out of the four of us were unlike anything I’d ever experienced. I’d growled plenty in my life, but never from somewhere buried so deep inside it almost felt like it was from another person.

The security guards and Kayla all looked our way as N’Pact rounded the corner at the end of the hall at a sprint.

We moved toward the security guards and Kayla as a wall of raging alpha. Beck was slightly in front of us, his body taut and ready to fight. “Let her go.” His bark was fierce enough to immediately cause the security guard to back off Kayla.

“Damn, I think my nuts just retreated a little.” Cal cackled from where they were approaching from the opposite side of the corridor. “See, we told you that running ahead was a bad idea, Kayla.”

“Back up,” Beck barked at the two men, who were also alphas but had claim bites on their necks. “She’s ours.”

The guy who had shoved her against the wall held up his hands and backed up several steps, heeding Beck’s warning. “Our apologies, but when we tried to stop her for her credentials to be in this area, she didn’t have them, and then when we asked who she belonged to, she said no one and ran. We were just doing our jobs.”

Pride swelled in my chest, not just because she’d gotten around two massive security guards, but because she hadn’t changed even after her heat left her dependent on us.

I was the first to her and put my hand on her arms. “What are you doing here, sweetheart? We’ve been trying to call you.”

Knocking my hands away, she bent over with her hands on her knees, her breaths coming in pants from running. “Broke my phone. Had to escape OPS. Brian.”

“OPS? Escape them? What does Brian have to do with that?” She held up a finger to tell me to give her a minute while she caught her breath.

She straightened suddenly, her eyes going straight past us to the empty hallway behind us. “Where is he?”

At the same time, Beck stepped past the security guards to N’Pact, his fists clenched at his sides. “What the hell are you guys doing here and why do you smell like our omega?” Beck stepped toward N’Pact, his fists clenched at his sides.

If they laid even a finger on Kayla, we were going to beat their asses so they were singing the National Anthem out of their assholes. Rio, Rylan, and I moved to stand shoulder to shoulder with Beck, blocking our omega from their view. The security guards had moved back from us, and they weren’t threats with them being claimed by an omega.

“Woah, man. We just gave her a ride here. She took a fall right outside our gate as we were leaving.” Alvaro lifted his chin in Kayla’s direction. “She’s taking off again. Feisty little minx, isn’t she?”

She was sprinting down the corridor and nearly ran into a wall turning a corner. We took off after her, not really knowing what the fuck was going on with her but not willing to let her run through a stadium full of who knew how many alphas who were just looking for an omega to claim.

“Kayla!” Beck barked as we rounded the same corner just as she leapt onto Brian who had quickly been walking away.

“You son of a bitch! What bet? Was that about your extended warranty? I’m going to kill you!” She was yelling loud enough that a few doors along the corridor opened, and staff poked their heads out.

Brian fell to his knees and then rolled, but Kayla had attached herself to him and reached around to hit his face.

“Get off me, you psycho!” Brian was about to roll over on top of her when we reached them and pulled Kayla off of him. “Jesus! Keep your fucking omega on a damn leash!”

“What the fuck did you just say?” Rio shoved him into the wall, and I grabbed his arm to pull him back.

“I heard him! Just now! He said something about betting!” Kayla twisted away from Beck and Rylan, and I tried to grab her around the waist but was too late.

Her knee collided with Brian’s crotch, and he fell to his knees, his phone dropping to the floor and his hands going to cover his junk. “Fuuuuucccck!”

“Kayla, that’s enough.” I rarely used my own alpha bark but did this time because we didn’t need her getting an assault charge.

I grabbed Brian’s phone, which was still connected to whoever he was talking to. The name was unfamiliar. “Hello, who is this?” The call ended and I threw the phone down next to Brian, sending a crack across the screen.