Chapter 2
Two
OLIVIA
T he next morning, my heart pounded in my chest as I brushed my teeth.
I was eager to check under my pillow after the alphas left. They usually left around this time, and I would finally get my answer.
Drying my face with the hand towel, I quickly left the bathroom and pulled on a bathrobe to cover my naked body. Once I was sure the door was locked and they’d left, I casually walked to the bed just in case someone was watching me through the cameras.
I picked up my pillow, and sure enough, the pill with the gray matter floating inside sat there. My heart leaped in my throat as I slowly curled my fingers around it underneath the pillow. My heart pounded as I walked back into my bathroom in the rooms they assigned for us omegas.
Downing the pill with a handful of water, I was safe, at least for another day. These pills would prevent me from going into heat because if I went into heat, I would be a pain-ridden omega, intent on getting fucked by multiple alphas until I was impregnated. I’d never been knotted before or even had sex, so the thought terrified me. I had kissed deltas and betas in the past, but never with alpha in case they went into a rut and knotted me.
I combed my shoulder-length curly and unruly black hair as I stared in the mirror, lost in thought. I would have to pretend everything was normal because I didn’t want to raise any suspicion and ruin all my chances of escaping. I contemplated running straight out the front door, but these were alphas. They were lean, fast, and vicious, especially when they hunted for an omega. They would hunt for me until the end of time, and the thought sent chills radiating through my body. I was curious why Sergio or Ian left me the heat suppressant pill. Wouldn’t they want me to go into heat so they could rut me to their heart’s desire?
It didn’t make sense to me, and I was determined to find out.
During lunchtime, I was surprised to see a bunch of alphas coming into the Social Room to mingle with the omegas. They sat on the cushions, holding omegas on their laps and breathing down their necks.
I shuddered, watching them.
“There's a lot of them today,” I whispered to Julie.
“They all come in here twice a week,” she said, her eyes settling on a certain alpha with glasses. He was also staring at her from across the room, and her cheeks turned pink with delight.
“You like him,” I said, thinking it was cute but not so cute considering the situation we were in.
We were pretty much kidnapped to be bred by these alphas.
“I do like him,” she said, her face turning redder.
I didn’t see Sergio anywhere in the room, and I wondered where he might be. He was an interesting alpha and the gentlest one by default. But an alpha with short blue hair was standing in the corner of the room, his eyes darting between the omegas, landing on me occasionally.
“Who’s that?” I asked. When his eyes landed on me again, an eerie feeling settled over me, causing me to look away immediately.
“Oh, that’s Brett,” she said. “The omegas know to steer clear of him. He’s not the easiest alpha handler to be with.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, there’s a rumor- don’t quote me on it. But there’s a rumor that he’s the one they use to discipline rowdy omegas,” she said, and that made my heart pound faster with fear.
“They discipline omegas?”
“Yes, but only the ones who try to escape or do anything sneaky that’s against the rules,” said Julie. “I’m going to say hi to Matthew.”
“Have fun,” I said, shaking my head as I watched her shamelessly walk up to him to flirt.
Suddenly, I caught sight of Sergio walking in through the door, and his eyes immediately locked onto mine. It was like a thunderbolt shooting right through me when we made eye contact. It was magnetic when I stood up from the cushions and made my way over to him without thinking. I had to ask him if he was the one who left me the pills. I had to know if I had any chance of escaping out of this hellhole. He looked surprised when I stood before him, my arms crossed.
“Hello, Olivia,” he greeted. His gentle voice was a different baritone than any other alpha I met, and I didn’t get sick of listening to it.
“Hey, Serg,” I said. “I mean Sergio.”
“You can call me whatever you want, honey.”
“Okay,” I said, now frazzled at being called ‘honey.’ His eyes were intelligent, and he looked at me like I was on equal footing with him and not some piece of meat. “I have a question for you.”
“Yes?”
“Was it you?”
“I don’t quite understand what you mean?” he said, looking at me with amusement in his eyes. But the nervous swallow in his throat gave him away.
And I instantly knew.
“Why did you do it? Is there any chance of me getting out of here?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” he said with finality, his jaw hardening as he looked away from me. That pissed me off. We were in a crowd full of people, and there was no reason why he couldn’t disclose that he was the one giving me the heat suppressants. The room was loud enough, and no one would hear him.
“Oh, okay, whatever,” I said, rolling my eyes.
I huffed as I stomped away from him.
I suddenly felt alone and not sure what to do with myself. I needed some air since this enormous room that looked like a cafeteria was flooded with alpha and omega scents that played havoc on my hormones. When I was finally out of there, I walked down the hall and towards the spa area. There were doors marked as a massage room, and I decided that a good massage might help me.
I have been on edge ever since I was here, and the only moment I relaxed was when my cousin Lacy was here. But now she escaped, and I was completely and utterly alone in this damn place in the middle of nowhere. The massage room was small when I walked in, and there wasn’t anyone in there. The room was empty except for a bed with towels, a chair next to it, and instructions on the wall. I read through it, and I was supposed to press the green button on the bed when I was fully stripped down.
Removing my dress but leaving my underwear and bra on, I lay on the bed and pressed the green buzzer-looking thing on the head of the bed.
I flopped my head to the side, waiting. It would feel amazing to have a full body massage and get lost in another world for at least thirty minutes until I decided what to do because there was no way I was going to stay here forever.
The door opened with a squeak, and I suddenly felt large, warm hands on my shoulders.
“Whoa,” I said out loud, turning and sitting up in alarm. It was Sergio standing there, staring at me nonchalantly.
“It’s okay, don’t be scared,” he said in a calm baritone with his hand on my back. “I’m here to give you a massage. It’s encouraged for alphas to massage the omegas, and I happened to get the call.”
“Oh, umm,” I said, shifting awkwardly back onto my stomach. “I guess, but nothing freaky, okay?”
“Of course,” he chuckled softly, and my face warmed. I would use this chance to question him further and figure it out without getting myself in trouble that I took the heat suppressant pills. “I’m going to put a little oil on you. Don’t be alarmed.”
“Okay,” I said, laying my head back down, trying to relax but also very aware that my butt was hanging out and barely covered in the tiny underwear they provided. If they were a couple of sizes larger, I’d be more comfortable. The scent of lavender and roses wafted in the air, calming my senses. But my natural scent of cherry filled the air with every stroke of his hand between my shoulders.
His fingers were like magic, starting with a gentle kneading motion that released the knots in my shoulders. I couldn’t help but let out a contented sigh as his hands glided over my skin, tracing a path down my spine and soothing every inch of my body.
“You seem to be on edge,” he whispered, lowering his head to my ear.
“Was it you?” I asked, getting straight to the point but letting out a moan when he cracked a particular area in my back that’s been aching me for months. His strength was gentle and not forceful with the added pressure he applied.
“It seems that you’ll never give up asking me that,” he said. “But to answer your question. Yes…it was me.”
“Why?”
“Because if an omega chooses not to be in heat, she should be given the option,” he said slowly and quietly as his hands lowered to my spine, easing some of my tension. I was so confused now. Wasn’t it his job to impregnate omegas?
But I wasn’t complaining.
“Why do you feel that way?” I whispered, too. “Not many alphas would care if she goes into heat. They’re all dumbheaded oafs.”
He chuckled as he slowly massaged the back of my upper thighs next, and I knew my scent was overwhelming. His hands were turning me on like crazy, and my pussy was coming alive even without him touching it directly. Taking deep breaths, I told my mind to relax. But his alpha scent called to my inner omega wolf. Awakening her.
“I have my reasons,” he said, putting an end to the conversation as soon as it started. “I have a question for you, Olivia.”
“Yes?”
“How did you end up here?”
“I was kidnapped,” I said. “Didn’t have a fucking choice in the matter, and I’m definitely not staying here.”
“You might want to be careful of who you talk to and who you tell your plans to.”
“Why? Are you going to rat me out?”
He sighed heavily. “I’m only trying to help in what little way I can. Do not mention anything of what I gave you to anyone. If it ever comes out, we will both be at major risk. Do you understand, Olivia?”