Oli
OMEGA BUZZ GOSSIP COLUMN
RUMORS SPECULATE OVER THE EVENTS OF THE ALPHA AND OMEGA TOUR. IS OLI HART SAFE?
June 4th
T he second the door closes behind us on the bus, I blurt out, “I think Trevor is behind the attack on me.”
My heart is racing with unease while I wait for their response.
Jack nods, wrapping an arm around me. “I agree, but tell me your reasoning first.”
I chew on my bottom lip, gathering my thoughts. “The way he treats me has drastically changed on this tour. I saw him making out with May backstage at our show but was never told she was there, and he suggested that she should replace me on this tour. It benefits them too much to be a coincidence.”
Dax nods, his expression darkening. “He was too pushy,” he grunts, and Aiden echoes the sentiment with a nod.
“He wouldn’t take no for an answer about May,” Chase adds.
“Exactly!” I exclaim, relieved they see it too. “I need to know if he’s behind the changes in security. If he’s involved in what happened to me—”
“We agree, . We’ve got your back,” Jack interrupts, fierce protectiveness flashing in his eyes. “We’re in this together. We need to know if he’s a threat, but either way, I don’t want him around you.”
“Thanks, guys. I knew I could count on you,” I breathe out, my gratitude mingling with determination. With these alphas by my side, I feel like we can face anything.
“Let’s figure this out then,” Jack says with a glint in his eye. “What can we do?”
I pull out my phone; my fingers dance across the screen as I dial the number of the one person I completely trust on the label. “My friend, Anders, is an exec for the label. We’ve known each other since we were kids. He can help us.”
I sense jealousy from Chase through our bond and look up to see it reflected on the other alphas’ faces.
“Don’t worry, he’s like a brother to me. Since I was an only child, he filled that role. I’ve never seen him in a romantic sense,” I reassure them.
The phone trills once before it’s picked up on the other end.
“ve! How’s the tour going? I hear the numbers are excellent,” Anders booms from down the line.
“Hey, Anders,” I say, leaning into the speakerphone, “We need to talk. I have the Edge here with me… who are my alphas,” I add that last part to the end on instinct.
Anders knows what a big deal that is for me.
“Do I need to come put the fear of God in them?” Anders says too calmly down the line.
“No, but there is someone else you might need to help with,” I say.
Jack, Dax, Aiden, and Chase look unsure as they stare at the phone.
“What’s going on?” Anders asks, completely serious.
“We’ve got a situation with Trevor,” Jack interjects before I can sugarcoat it. “He’s given us some aggressive vibes lately, and thinks he might be mixed up in her attack.”
“Her attack?” Anders shouts down the line, making me wince.
“Trevor didn’t tell you?” Chase asks, shocked.
“No. Someone fill me in right now.” He is also an alpha, and right now, that’s obvious.
We tell him everything about my attack and the change in security. I emphasize that I didn’t recognize anyone on the security team they provided, and they were complicit in the attack.
I hear Anders clicking on his computer from the other end. “You’re telling me your attacker was aided by security?”
“Yes,” I say, nervous.
Jack cuts in; his tone is as sharp as a knife. “Did Trevor have any hand in recently switching up our security detail?”
There’s a pause on the line, and I can almost hear the gears turning in his head. “According to my records, he moved you over to a new company at the start of the tour but not all at once. He’s been slowly increasing the new company while decreasing the old.”
“Like he didn’t want anyone to notice,” Aiden adds darkly.
“We want a deep dive into those payments and any other changes Trevor might’ve slipped under the radar,” I say, trying to steady my pulse.
“Consider it done, .” There’s a steely resolve in my friend’s voice that matches the determination in my gut. “I’ll pull the records and start looking. We’re going to dig deep into this. If Trevor’s been playing games behind the scenes, we’ll gather all the evidence necessary and take this to court if we have to. Your safety, your well-being—that’s not something we’re willing to gamble with.”
“We need proof if we are going to bring it to the police,” Chase emphasizes.
“Are you safe now?” Anders asks, worried.
Jack gets closer to the phone. “We hired our own security, and they arrived today, but if Trevor is behind this, she isn’t safe around him.”
“I want Trevor fired,” I say, decision made.
“I think that’s for the best,” Anders confirms.
Jack, Aiden, Chase, and Dax are all nodding encouragingly.
Jack adds, “For The Edge, too.”
“Consider him gone,” Anders says, his voice a deep rumble of solidarity. “Give me twenty-four hours. I’ll have a list of potential managers for you to review.”
“I want a boss-ass woman on my team. Someone who will understand my vision,” I add.
“You should have had that from the start,” Anders says kindly.
“Thank you,” I say.
“We appreciate all your help,” Aiden adds.
I can almost hear Anders smiling through the phone despite everything. “ve means a lot to me. You four better treat her right, or my pack and I will be coming down there.”
“We will,” Jack confirms.
I hang up with Anders and look at the guys. “I can’t believe Trevor would do this to me.”
Aiden sighs sadly. “May is a master manipulator. She turned people against us, and now she’s found a way to turn Trevor against you.”
“Attacking you feels extreme, but he seemed certain you wouldn’t have died, so maybe they just wanted to damage your voice,” Chase adds.
“Mission achieved,” I say sadly.
Chase wraps his arms around me from behind. “You’ll be singing again in no time, and we will be here for you.”
I nod, breathing in his caramel scent and trying to relax. I don’t achieve it until he purrs for me. The vibrations soak into my bones and help release the tension.
“We should go tell Trevor he’s fired. I want to see the look on his face,” Jack says, smiling evilly.
Dax’s laugh is dark. “Yes, before he fucks with anything else.”
We leave the bus, and the Phoenix Pack Security is there waiting.
“It’s time to fire Trevor. We believe he was behind the attack. Stay close, but let us handle it,” Jack says.
“We agree, he was acting suspicious. We will do our own investigation while we are here,” Saint says.
“Thank you.” I smile.
The leader nods, and they follow us until we run into Trevor on our way inside the venue.