Faith & the Dead End Devils (Sweet Omegaverse, #8)(105)

Glass clinked at my back, Chance and the final member of their pack, Jamie, working together to clean up the broken window they'd launched the gas canisters through.

"There was some kind of trap set up on the internet for Faith," King said, and the three alphas across from us squinted in unison.

"On the server Faith and Adam used," I explained.

"Oh! Right, sorry, that was Adam and me," Garrett said. "We knew Omikron had gotten in once, and we didn't trust that they wouldn't again. We set up a fishing bot for logins, gathering IP addresses. It's how we found you when Faith tried to log in."

"And you came and dropped off your bike with me to check us out?" Ghost asked Garrett.

He shrugged and nodded. "There's a camera on the back of the bike, but it didn't get much info."

"All of our surveillance only proved that you had Faith and that she wasn't free to leave the compound without escorts," Eve said.

King growled. "We weren't holding her captive, we were protecting her. We've got the Wasted on our ass, and we thought we had an international trafficking ring coming next."

"It's a good thing you didn't," Eve said cooly. "If tonight proved anything, it's how ill-prepared you are to protect an omega."

King and I both growled, but behind us, Jamie called out, "Eve, be chill."

"Luckily for you, my pack insisted we only aim to retrieve Faith," Eve continued.

"Which you failed at," Ghost muttered under his breath. There was a jerk on our side of the table, King kicking Ghost quiet again.

"How often does she go feral?" Garrett asked me.

I shrugged. "When she's threatened or feeling protective," I said. "Not that deep since before her heat."

Garrett and Eve glanced at one another, and Eve's eyes were slits as she turned back to me. "She's been through her heat?"

I nodded slowly, my muscles bracing for an attack even as the threat sat loosely across from me. "It started coming in when we hid her here. I was…a service alpha for omegas before I joined this club. I made sure she had everything she'd need to ride the heat with or without an alpha."

Eve pinned me with that stare a moment longer before blinking, all the tension seeming to vanish at once, a fire snuffed out. "She and Adam are uncomfortable around one another. Why?"

"Is he okay?" Rory asked Garrett, who waved a hand in the air in response.

"Happy, sad, anxious, he's all over the place," Garrett said.

Rory's frown deepened, and then it was his turn to glare at me.

"Faith is the same. It's probably because there are unbound alphas in the mix," I said.

All together, the rest of the room turned to stare at me. I sighed. I had extra training from my time servicing, but it wasn't as if most of this wasn't taught in high school health classes. Not that I'd paid attention in those, either.

"Multiple omegas in a family isn't that common. Generally, when omegas reach an age to start gathering their pack, they find other omegas a threat. Faith and Adam remained on suppressants together while they were on the run. We got her some light ones to help with the club environment, but they're not meant to mute her instincts. Adam is a potential rival. Not personally, but at a base, biological level," I explained.

"His heat barely ended, we hurried here when we got the log-in alert," Garrett said, frowning.

"I don't even like his scent," King said to me.

I shrugged. "Doesn't matter. There's no bond to reassure Faith of any of that. He could steal you. She could steal him," I said pointing to Rory.

"She could not," Eve said calmly, and Rory turned to her with what could only be deemed a reverent gaze. I didn't know any other alphas with a bond, but I hadn't met many female alphas, either. "But I understand. We'll stay nearby, but give them both their space in the meantime, until we decide what to do."

"What do you mean, decide?" King asked, and he barely fought the growl out of his voice.

Eve blinked at him. "Do you intend to keep an omega here surrounded by dozens of alphas who are not her pack?"

"Are you saying you intend to take her with you, who is also not her pack?" King snarled.

"It's not up to either of you," Chance said, appearing at my side, and it was King he was staring down at. "Bear and I are Faith's pack."

"Adam is her brother," Eve said. "He's not going to let us leave her here in an uncertain environment. And I'm not inclined to, either. I know what happens when you put too many alphas together and dangle a toy for them to fight over."

I opened my mouth, tensing to fight, when a weary wave called to me through the bond and reason settled back into my head. "It's late. Faith is exhausted and needs us. I'm sure Adam feels the same. Come back tomorrow and talk more, but I agree with Chance. Faith's fate is up to her, and he and I will stand behind her decision."

"Adam's made enough decisions regarding her safety up till now," King said in a low mutter.

I stood as the other pack shot King a series of looks—a dark glare, a confused glance, even a more thoughtful study from Jamie. Before anything else could be said, the door from the hall opened with a squeak. Eve rose, stepping out from the table, and I turned toward the hall.