Omega's Capture, page 12
The scene was so hopelessly domestic that she found it hard to believe that he had dragged her here against her will. She had not forgotten that, like all Alphas, her mate could be a brute and that he would exert his will over her in whatever ways he saw fit. But her formerly righteous indignation had been tempered by a wary acceptance, an awareness that she had never controlled truly controlled her own fate. Fighting him served no real purpose.
When Ianthe looked up from her plate, she once again found him studying her. She wondered if he would ever see enough to satisfy him, or if her every moment would be closely monitored for the rest of her life.
Would he be this way with their potential child as well, obsessively fascinated in a way that was stifling? Would her baby be trapped with her in a gilded prison because he refused to share either of them with the world?
She opened her mouth to say something, anything, so that he would understand the swirl of conflicting emotions sifting through her.
But the silence was shattered instead by the rapid approach of multiple footsteps, loud as many sets of heavy boots crashed against the marble pathway.
Adrian appeared first in the courtyard, the sounds of pursuit coming from close behind him. His normally placid face was dark as a storm cloud. “I apologize for the interruption. But the exterior defenses have been breached. Forces from the Crown are right behind me.”
“I’m aware.” Standing from the table, Legion made a quelling motion with his hand. “Calm yourself. You’re upsetting my mate.”
Half-rising from the table, Ianthe looked from one man to the other. “What is going on?”
But there was no change for either to respond as the courtyard burst with movement. A handful of men wearing black armor and helmets with full visors marched into view.
And they were led by Undersecretary Barnard.
Legion evidenced no surprise when the guardians appeared. Although the extent of his rage was palpable through the bond despite his lack of visible expression.
“We have orders for your arrest,” the Undersecretary said, voice triumphant. “You have been named as co-conspirator in a plot to overthrow the Crown.”
Legion’s voice remained level. “On what grounds?”
“You have been specifically named in the confession of one of your former compatriots. I suggest you come quietly. We have been authorized to use deadly force.”
Ianthe watched in mounting horror as three of the guardian Alphas surrounded her mate, who did not resist as his hands were bound behind his back.
Legion spoke directly to her as they led him away. “Stay silent and trust that I have planned for every possible outcome.”
A fourth guardian loomed over her. “Is this the renegade Omega?”
The Undersecretary’s gaze roved over her, making her feel overly exposed even though the heavy dressing gown revealed little more than her face and hands. “Take her as well.”
Adrian moved to interrupt and was blocked by one of the guardians. “Is this truly necessary?”
“The Omega faces charges of dynamic concealment. She will be detained and questioned.”
A numbness settled over Ianthe as she was escorted to the door with a guardian Alpha on either side of her. Unlike her mate, she had not been placed in flexicuffs, likely because they did not see her as threat.
Legion was being forced into one of the waiting skycars as she reached the landing pad. His expression was one of reassurance through the glass as the skycar lifted away, but Ianthe felt nothing but a yawning emptiness as he disappeared into the clouds.
The Undersecretary moved in close to her as she was bundled into the second skycar. He made no effort to hide his intent as he leaned close to scent her, inhaling deeply in a way that flared his nostrils and made him look like a snuffling pig.
“Don’t worry yourself, my dear.” He spoke on a breathy exhale that caused spittle to explode from overly wet lips and strike her face. He brushed a curled strand of hair from her forehead. “The courts will have mercy on a pretty little Omega like you. When this bond is broken, you will be re-bonded to an Alpha deserving of you.”
Ianthe pulled away in disgust, very aware of the fact that her mate’s claim on her could only broken in the event of one of their deaths. And the odious man’s overly familiar tone made it clear that he had a specific Alpha in mind to serve as replacement.
“Don’t touch me.”
He growled at her, fingers pinching the tender skin of her upper arm. “Your mate is bound for execution and I will make sure that you are there to see it.”
She slapped him full across the face before her hands were caught by the guardian on the other side of her and forced back into her lap. “I said don’t touch me!”
“Perhaps a tour of the work camps will change your mind. After a few cycles of hard labor, you’ll be begging me to take you away.”
Ianthe straightened her shoulders, her manner that of a deposed queen. “I’ll die before I submit to you.”
The Undersecretary’s cast her an unpleasant smile. “You might just get your wish.”
Their skycar lifted from the landing pad with a lurch and an answering wave of nausea rose within her. She had forgotten until that moment that there was a very real possibility that she carried Legion’s child. It was not simply her own life at stake, but also the innocent one growing inside of her.
She glared at the Undersecretary’s profile. All of the anger, confusion and fear of the last few weeks had slipped away. The only emotion left was hatred for this external threat that consumed the entirety of her awareness.
In that moment, she understood herself to be capable of the most heinous violence, able to inflict any amount of pain or suffering, if it was in service of the new life just now taking root in her womb.
This was truly what it meant to be Omega.
She would survive any indignity or passing suffering. She would rise up like an avenging angel to protect the ones she loved. She would be reunited with her mate. And this man would suffer for tearing them apart, as would anyone else who dared to stand between them.
No matter what the cost.
To be continued…
Omega’s Binding (Omegas of Pandora, Book 3)
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When Ianthe looked up from her plate, she once again found him studying her. She wondered if he would ever see enough to satisfy him, or if her every moment would be closely monitored for the rest of her life.
Would he be this way with their potential child as well, obsessively fascinated in a way that was stifling? Would her baby be trapped with her in a gilded prison because he refused to share either of them with the world?
She opened her mouth to say something, anything, so that he would understand the swirl of conflicting emotions sifting through her.
But the silence was shattered instead by the rapid approach of multiple footsteps, loud as many sets of heavy boots crashed against the marble pathway.
Adrian appeared first in the courtyard, the sounds of pursuit coming from close behind him. His normally placid face was dark as a storm cloud. “I apologize for the interruption. But the exterior defenses have been breached. Forces from the Crown are right behind me.”
“I’m aware.” Standing from the table, Legion made a quelling motion with his hand. “Calm yourself. You’re upsetting my mate.”
Half-rising from the table, Ianthe looked from one man to the other. “What is going on?”
But there was no change for either to respond as the courtyard burst with movement. A handful of men wearing black armor and helmets with full visors marched into view.
And they were led by Undersecretary Barnard.
Legion evidenced no surprise when the guardians appeared. Although the extent of his rage was palpable through the bond despite his lack of visible expression.
“We have orders for your arrest,” the Undersecretary said, voice triumphant. “You have been named as co-conspirator in a plot to overthrow the Crown.”
Legion’s voice remained level. “On what grounds?”
“You have been specifically named in the confession of one of your former compatriots. I suggest you come quietly. We have been authorized to use deadly force.”
Ianthe watched in mounting horror as three of the guardian Alphas surrounded her mate, who did not resist as his hands were bound behind his back.
Legion spoke directly to her as they led him away. “Stay silent and trust that I have planned for every possible outcome.”
A fourth guardian loomed over her. “Is this the renegade Omega?”
The Undersecretary’s gaze roved over her, making her feel overly exposed even though the heavy dressing gown revealed little more than her face and hands. “Take her as well.”
Adrian moved to interrupt and was blocked by one of the guardians. “Is this truly necessary?”
“The Omega faces charges of dynamic concealment. She will be detained and questioned.”
A numbness settled over Ianthe as she was escorted to the door with a guardian Alpha on either side of her. Unlike her mate, she had not been placed in flexicuffs, likely because they did not see her as threat.
Legion was being forced into one of the waiting skycars as she reached the landing pad. His expression was one of reassurance through the glass as the skycar lifted away, but Ianthe felt nothing but a yawning emptiness as he disappeared into the clouds.
The Undersecretary moved in close to her as she was bundled into the second skycar. He made no effort to hide his intent as he leaned close to scent her, inhaling deeply in a way that flared his nostrils and made him look like a snuffling pig.
“Don’t worry yourself, my dear.” He spoke on a breathy exhale that caused spittle to explode from overly wet lips and strike her face. He brushed a curled strand of hair from her forehead. “The courts will have mercy on a pretty little Omega like you. When this bond is broken, you will be re-bonded to an Alpha deserving of you.”
Ianthe pulled away in disgust, very aware of the fact that her mate’s claim on her could only broken in the event of one of their deaths. And the odious man’s overly familiar tone made it clear that he had a specific Alpha in mind to serve as replacement.
“Don’t touch me.”
He growled at her, fingers pinching the tender skin of her upper arm. “Your mate is bound for execution and I will make sure that you are there to see it.”
She slapped him full across the face before her hands were caught by the guardian on the other side of her and forced back into her lap. “I said don’t touch me!”
“Perhaps a tour of the work camps will change your mind. After a few cycles of hard labor, you’ll be begging me to take you away.”
Ianthe straightened her shoulders, her manner that of a deposed queen. “I’ll die before I submit to you.”
The Undersecretary’s cast her an unpleasant smile. “You might just get your wish.”
Their skycar lifted from the landing pad with a lurch and an answering wave of nausea rose within her. She had forgotten until that moment that there was a very real possibility that she carried Legion’s child. It was not simply her own life at stake, but also the innocent one growing inside of her.
She glared at the Undersecretary’s profile. All of the anger, confusion and fear of the last few weeks had slipped away. The only emotion left was hatred for this external threat that consumed the entirety of her awareness.
In that moment, she understood herself to be capable of the most heinous violence, able to inflict any amount of pain or suffering, if it was in service of the new life just now taking root in her womb.
This was truly what it meant to be Omega.
She would survive any indignity or passing suffering. She would rise up like an avenging angel to protect the ones she loved. She would be reunited with her mate. And this man would suffer for tearing them apart, as would anyone else who dared to stand between them.
No matter what the cost.
To be continued…
Omega’s Binding (Omegas of Pandora, Book 3)
Available Now!
Lillian Sable
Lillian Sable writes erotic romances with ultra-Alpha heroes. She is a former office-worker who spent more time fantasizing and daydreaming than doing her actual job. She started writing her fantasies down and turned her dreams into reality. Lillian lives in Indiana with her husband.
Visit my website: www.lilliansable.com
Follow me on Facebook: @lilliansableromance
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Also by Lillian Sable
Omegas of Pandora
Omega's Deception
Omega's Capture
Omega's Binding
Alpha's Temptation
Alpha's Corruption
Alpha's Redemption
Standalone
Hunted by the Feral Alpha
Omegas of Pandora Volume One
Alphas of Pandora
Lillian Sable, Omega's Capture
