His Incurable Omega novel Chapter 60

Jasmine presses herself against me, shielding me as more men come in.

Several shift in their features, their wolf's coming out in a violent display as they collide with Yasmine.

She is a skilled warrior, and leaves one wolf injured before the others are upon her.

Jasmine cries out in pain for her sister, shifting with only the one thought to defend her blood.

I'm defenseless now.

There are too many men in the room, pressing against us. It leaves no room for the fighting wolves as one tips near my table full of journals. However to my shock, another wolf grabs his companion, shoving him away from my work and yelling, "Don't break any of the stuff!"

I scramble up, running to the window and looking out, banging against it and screaming for help.

Alto's men. Please see me.

But instead my eyes catch onto the sight of three bodies hidden within the bushes, my vision only able to see them because I'm directly above.

I scream again from the revulsion and pain.

But a hand clamps over my mouth, silencing me.

"Shut up."

My muffled cries are repressed as the man drags me to the door.

I cry when I see the fallen wolves of Yasmine and Jasmine. Breathing though. I see their faint breaths. Alive.

I plead silently to anyone, anything that someone will come in time to help them.

Alto.

He was suppose to come in the morning.

Suppose to hug me.

Embrace me.

To let me feel and see him after being away for so long.

Tears stream down my face. I gag when a cloth is pressed to my mouth.

"Get all the stuff- be careful with it though. I swear if one drop is spilled it will be your blood instead."

With those last words ringing in my ears, my world fades away.

My last fading thought is a picture of Alto within my mind.

Looming in front, but too far to find.

Autumn killed the summer

with the softest kiss

d.j.

"Waakkee uppp."

I feel a distortion in my body.

The voice is there.

But it's far away, muffled like it's being shouted down several halls.

"Waakkee uppp!"

It's being sung. Almost in a sing song sort of way. As if the person who is calling for me is happy.

Smiling.

Like nothing would make their day more if I were to open my eyes.

"Waaakkkeeeeeeee uuuuupppppp!"

The cold hard jolt of pain hitting my cheek has me gasping, eyes blinking wildly and shivering as I take in the scene before me.

Darkness.

Darkness lit up only by the barest light as a man stands, grinning before me.

"Finally."

"You should be thanking me little Fayette," he motions towards my work, "I helped you after all."

I look at him, confusion now clear in my eyes.

He laughs, still shaking his head as he takes me in.

"Your mate would have found out, wouldn't he? And you didn't want that."

I gasp, "How...-,"

He laughs again.

"Is this the time, when I finally get recognized for my brilliance?"

That's when I see something within the man's features, that does stand out.

His eyes.

His eyes that hold a crazed, maniac, fire within them.

"Look little Fayette!" He motions towards my work, bending down to pick up one of my journals as he haphazardly flips through it- tossing it aside, and discarding the object on the table.

I stay silent, watching his movements, fear running cold and hard through me.

Yasmine. Jasmine. What happened to them.

The guards.

Alto.

"Why did you bring me here?"

The man pauses, "I thought you were smart." He shrugs then, "Shall I explain to you little Fayette? No one has been able to catch me yet. And it's boring, truth be told, when you receive no recognition for your work. Isn't it?"

I stare, wide eyed at him, not daring to move, not daring to breath as he laughs, taking in my fear.

"Little Fayette, there are things going on, that you are just a pawn to."

My mind suddenly flashes back to the words of the king, those long months ago within his office as he stared down at his fire, warning me that there were things within the world, that I had no knowledge of.