Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(73)

“Ry-”

Brian grabbed my ponytail again and yanked me back into the stairwell. “Go. Up! Now! I swear I’ll open the door back up and shoot him in the fucking face.”

Tears streamed down my face as I climbed the next set of stairs. “Just let me go. This isn’t going to end well.”

There was a small window in this one, and he cursed as he saw security rushing toward it at the far end of a hall. “Go! Up all the way to the top!”

“No!” I elbowed him and he grunted before slamming my head into the door.

Things went a bit fuzzy, and then I was floating. He heaved me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and started up the stairs. I groaned and squirmed, but he had his arm around me tight and was stronger than I expected him to be.

“Help!” I croaked, hearing the door below slam open. “Help!”

Brian picked up his pace, carrying me as if he was in firefighter training and racing to beat a time.

If he dropped me, I’d plummet down the steps, so I stayed still, trying to think of what to do when we were on flat ground again.

We burst onto the roof not more than a minute later, and I rolled my body, causing him to drop me.

I fell onto my side and scrambled away from him as he loomed over me, my eyes going to his hand that had a fucking stapler in it.

“You don’t even have a gun!” I kicked my feet at him, but he managed to grab one of them and pulled me across the helipad that was lit up. “What are you doing?”

“If I can’t have my omega, then they can’t have their omega.” He gave my leg a hard yank, and I screamed, hoping someone would come to my aid.

Where is security? They should be up here by now.

As soon as I had the thought, the roof door opened, but Brian was already yanking me to my feet by my hair. I was going to cut it off as soon as this was over.

He wrapped a forearm around my neck and one around my waist, tugging me backward toward the edge of the roof.

“Please, Brian. Stop!” I tried to kick backward, but the way he was holding me made it impossible, and his feet were moving at just the right distance from mine that I couldn’t stomp with enough force.

I dug my fingers into his arm and threw my elbows back, but he ignored whatever pain they were causing him.

“Freeze!” Two security guards were on the roof, their weapons drawn and pointed at us.

There was no way they could shoot him without also hitting me, and we were at the edge of the roof where there was a two-foot-high barrier between us and falling to our deaths. The roof was meant for helicopters, not for people to be in a standoff on it.

The elevator doors dinged, and Rylan, several security people, and two police officers poured onto the roof. I could hear Rylan growling from clear across the space, a few other growls mixed in from the others.

“Let her go!” Rylan barked, starting to move forward, but was stopped by an officer.

Brian grunted but readjusted his arms around me, lifting me farther off the ground and stepping backward onto the roof ledge. “It didn’t have to be like this, but oh no, your little cunt ass had to go and ruin everything.”

“Please,” I begged, the fight leaving me for a moment to try to figure out how I could get away without falling off the roof. “You don’t have to do this. We can all sit down and talk, and maybe you and Brandie can-”

“Don’t you say her name!” One of his arms went back to my neck, pressing hard into it and cutting off my air for a moment.

“Why?” I croaked. “Why me? Why?”

The cops were on their walkie-talkies, and Rylan was pacing, his eyes never leaving mine. He would have stormed over to me and ripped me from Brian’s arms, but even I could see the fear in his eyes at seeing us standing on the ledge which was about two and a half feet wide.

“Sick and tired of alphas always getting everything. The fame. The fortune. The fucking omegas.”

His arm loosened a bit around my neck. “They have everything!”

It was my opening. He was raging on, rambling about alphas and my pack, and I let my body go limp. His loosened hold gave way and I fell to the ledge, my body tangling with his feet.

He stumbled backward, his arms flailing to get his body to move forward, but it wasn’t enough to keep his feet on the ledge.

I screamed.

Brian screamed.

Rylan screamed.

I scrambled around, my adrenaline pumping through my body so fast I felt like I was outside of myself, watching a robot take over my body.

Brian’s stomach hit the ledge, his arms reaching, trying to find something to grab on to. I reached out to him—I don’t even fucking know why—and let him grab onto my forearms. I did the same, our arms locked together as the weight of his body pulled both of us.

Someone landed on my back, stopping my slide. Every muscle in my body hurt like it was being twisted and yanked through a small hole. My vision tunneled, the edges of it going dim, but all I could see were Brian’s fearful eyes staring back at me.

I could have just flung myself onto the roof and to safety, but I couldn’t let someone die. Brian might have been threatening to jump off the building with me, but from the look in his eyes now, I didn’t think he had wanted to go that route.

His plans had failed, whatever they entailed, and now he was just a small, desperate man whose life was now hanging on by a thread.