Page 130 of Curvy Dirty Omega
Then the unmistakable tang of blood hit my noise and I was pretty fucking positive my heart was pounding against my chest hard enough to break bone so it could escape – running away before that monster could catch us.
No matter how terrifying it was to see all that blood and gore, I couldn’t move, stuck between flight and freeze as I tried to understand. Seeing this didn’t really answer any of my questions. It only gave me more. None of this told me why and I was too fucking stuck on that to have any sense of self-preservation.
Standing here like this was only going to get me caught. I should haul ass out of here and put as much distance between them and me as possible. It would be easy enough to get the police to arrest both of them if I accused them of being accomplices to Gideon’s murder, which would give me the time I needed to investigate whatever was down here.
I could find my answers without interruption and they’d never suspect me, probably assuming I’d run away because I was scared of getting attached. Which I was, but right now, I was even more afraid that I would never learn why they were acting like they actually cared about me, fucking me through my heat for thirteen days while all this was down here.
“How long do you think before it takes effect?” Cas mused, eyeing the metal thing in his hand. I recognized it since it was identical to the one upstairs.
A syringe.
Shit. I needed to get out of here, but I couldn’t move.
“I never got a chance to use this drug on Liam, but the doc said it wouldn’t take more than thirty seconds. I wonder if your legacy genes are as good as his.”
Wait a minute—what?
I tried to get a better look at who was in the chair, but the damn shelf was in the way and I couldn’t see anything.
“This might even kill you.” Cassius reached out, moving so fucking fast I flinched when he grabbed the man’s face and tilted it up.
That was when I saw it – the hole where an eye should be.
Holy fucking shit. That was Arturo, wasn’t it? What the fuck was he doing here?
This was bad. So very, very bad.
I took a step back but Cas’s hoodie caught something on one of the shelves and dragged it back with me, making a dozen keyboards clatter to the floor.
Cassius whipped his head around, those luminescent blue eyes finding me instantly. His nostrils flared as if he were trying to scent me, but I was wearing his clothes – covered in his scent.
We stared at each other for a split second that felt more like an eternity and I felt my panic war with my curiosity. It was incredibly tempting to go in there and demand he tell me what was going on, but my instincts were screaming at me to run.
For once, I did the smart thing and turned on my heel, sprinting for the stairs.
The sound of that metal shelf and everything on it crashing to the floor made me want to vomit or laugh, I couldn’t figure out which, but it was the sound of his deep growl that had me pushing myself past my fastest speed and then some.
“Lucy!”
If I thought I was in trouble before…
I took the stairs two at a time, using the railing to yank myself up even faster. The second I hit the carpet in the study, I shoved the door aside and ran. All I had to do was get to the exit. Then I could get the fuck out of here and send the police…
Or someone.
I had a few favors I could call in…
Cas was way too fucking fast for his size. I barely made it to the double doors across the study before he hit the top of the stairs. I could barely hear him, which was fucking terrifying, but I could smell just how angry he was.
I glanced back, desperate to put more distance between us and slammed into something hard and familiar.
The scent of sweet oranges warned me I’d really fucked up now.
I looked up and froze when I saw those dangerous garnet eyes glimmering down at me with the kind of rage that made Cas’s look tame in comparison.
Liam gave me a feral grin and I trembled – caught between two alphas I really, really shouldn’t have fucked with no matter how desperate I was.
“You’ve done it now,” Liam warned, his grin so wide I tried to get free as panic took over, but his grip was vicious and bruising. Then suddenly it was gone. “Try to run from us, little omega. I dare you.”
This was a trap. I didn’t know how, but there was no way they’d let me go after what I’d seen. There was a chance though—a chance I could make it to the street before they caught me.
If I did that, would I ever find out what the fuck they were doing down in that basement? Or why they seemed so keen on keeping me here?
Liam’s red eyes practically glowed and his bare chest tempted me to make him sweat in one way or another. I was terrified, but despite how fucked up it was, I was also having the time of my life. How far could I get before they caught me?
Fuck me and my stupid curiosity.
The red eyes of the most dangerous predator on the planet promised me there was no way I was going to make it out of here alive, but I wasn’t going to make it easy for them either.
I would make them earn the blood they would spill.
