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I was about to stand up, to check what they were up to, when Mathew stopped me, showing me the screen of his phone. Showing that Derrick and his men were getting in place to barge into this room in case trouble broke out.
One of the men openly started staring at Mathew, a look of triumph on his face.
“What?” Mathew levelled a look at him and the man smirked darkly.
“Don’t you remember me,Michael? To think that I’d ever meet the famous ‘King of Hearts’ again. Are you still playing at being an Alpha, while being bred like the disgusting Omega whore you are?”
Fuck.
That must have been one of Mathew’s former ‘clients’, one of the men who used to ‘rent’ him while he was still a fuckingchild.
Only they would know that Mathew used to be the ‘king’ of the brothel he was being kept at and that his unique feature was that he was an Omega with a body closer to what’s expected of Alphas.
And he just told the whole room about it. Everyone in this room now knew Mathew’s secret, which he’d been hiding for over a decade.
Bile rose in my throat as my pheromones spiked, and when I stood up the second time, Mathew didn’t stop me.
I stalked over to the man, who looked panicked at the knife in my hand.
Then, two things happened at the same time: as I grabbed the disgusting man’s hair, pulled his head back and slit his throat in one fluid motion, Derrick and the rest of the security team barged into the room.
Blood spurt over the table and the man’s companions scattered away, some of them looking surprised and confused and others grabbing for their weapons, training them at me or Mathew or the security team.
“Who else dares to insult my mate?” I barely recognised my voice, the pure fury in it.
Though things got worse when the man who’d been sitting opposite the one I killed tried to shoot me but instead hit the wall behind me.
My vision narrowed and I lunged for him, driving my knife into his bowels and cutting him open, making his insides spill onto the floor in front of him as he bled out.
Things after that point became blurry as I realised there were now multiple unknown people between Mathew and me and I had to get to him.
Everything in me told me to get to my mate, no matter what it would take.
“Caleb!”Mathew’s voice breaks through the mess in my head as I’ve got my arm around him, my body a shield around his.
“We have to get out of here.” I don’t let go of him, hiding my nose as close to his neck as possible so I can smell his wisteria pheromones. They’re the only thing keeping me from ripping the heads off everyone in this room.
“Not possible.” Derrick is nearby, clearly on edge. “They called for backup a while ago and took out the men I’d stationed in the staff hallways at the back. Going out the front is a bad idea too. Too many innocents and potentially more of the Hearts too.”
“Bastards.” Mathew’s voice is harsh, filled with anger and he pushes at my chest, making me take a step back. “At least Vera, Jorge and Riley aren’t in here with us. At least they’re safe.”
Vera… A growl takes over my chest, setting my pheromones on edge. Don’t theydarehurt her. Don’t theydare.
“As long as she doesn’t come back in, she’ll be safe. We just have to get out of here ourselves.” Mathew fixes his dark eyes on me and I nod.
Yes. We have to get out of here.
I have to get Mathew to safety. I have to protect him.
The door to the staff hallways opens and unfamiliar people spill into the room. This must be the backup from the Hearts that Derrick was talking about.
A tall male Alpha steps through the door and Mathew stiffens next to me, pulling me back by the back of my shirt as he lets out a growl.
I guess I’ve got my target. It’s someone Mathew recognises and clearly doesn’t like.
“Grab the one with the long hair!” The tall male Alpha points in our direction and I put myself between Mathew and them.
Like hell I’ll let that happen.