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Bile rises in my throat as I swallow hard, hands fisting at my side.

“Don’t touch me.” I whisper harshly, unable to get my voice any louder.

He just laughs at me, like I said something funny. “Don’t be like that, little boy. I can show you a good time. Treat you real good. I’ll give you my knot and you're gonna love it.”

I can feel myself start to hyperventilate. “No th-thank you.” I stammer out. “I have a pack.” I lie, hoping that he would have the decency to respect that.

He raises a brow as he looks at my neck. “I don’t see any mate marks.”

“I have a pack.” I try again, but it comes out as a scared whimper.

Of all the times to be an omega, right now is the worst.

“See, I don’t believe you. It’s okay. You don’t have to be afraid of me. I promise not to hurt you,” he gives me a slimy grin. “Unless that's your thing.”

Come on. Do something! Scream for help, fight him off. Anything but sit here and take it. But he’s bigger than me, and the sounds of the music would drown out my cries.

He steps closer, trapping me against the wall. I gag when I feel his stiff cock pressed against my stomach.

“No.” I say. “Get off me.”

His smile drops, his face morphing into a snarl. “You’re a fucking tease. A dirty little slut of an omega. You smile at me all night, give me the impression you're into me, and this is how you treat me.” He growls. “You’re going to shut the fuck up, and take it like a good whore.” He uses his alpha bark and I feel my whole body going stiff, unable to do anything anymore. I lost my chance. Now I’m being weighed down by his command.

Stupid. I’m fucking stupid. I let my fear and anxiety get the better of me and now I’m going to pay for it.

I close my eyes, willing anyone to come save me as tears spill down my cheeks. I want to go home. I don’t want to be here anymore.

“That’s it,” he purrs as his hand slips down my pants. He grasps my limp dick and I want to fucking die. This can’t be happening. Anything but this. “Come on. Be a good boy.”

He tries to jerk me into being hard, but it does nothing but make me want to die.

A sob manages to slip free as he grunts.

Then the pressure is gone. My eyes snap open and I drop to my knees in relief when I see that the man is on the ground. Someone is straddling him, their fists pounding into his face. They're shouting something but I can’t hear it over the ringing in my ears.

“Camden.” A voice shouts, two hands cupping my face.

I flinch away, eyes darting up to see a blond haired angel. No, not an angel, Henley.

Never in my life have I felt more glad to see his face. Before I know what I’m doing, I launch myself into his arms.

He holds me tight as I sob into his chest, shaking violently as the control of the alpha bark breaks. My body slumps forward and I cry harder. My hands grip his shirt, fisting it for dear life as I beg him not to leave me.

“Shhh. I got you, baby. I got you. No one’s going to hurt you. You're safe now,” he murmurs, rubbing his hand up and down my back.

“Lee.” A voice barks. “Get him out of here, now!”

“Come on, Little Beta. Let’s get you out of here.”

I can feel my legs moving, but my eyes remain closed. I let Henley take me out of the club and into a car. “Cam.” His voice sounds worried as he taps my cheek. “Baby, are you okay?”

It’s all too much, my head is spinning. And then, I pass out and pray he’s right about me being safe.

CHAPTERTEN

HENLEY

Ican’t get my heart to stop pounding.The blood is roaring in my ears, my eyes trying to convince me of what I’m seeing. Camden looks so broken, terrified, and full of despair.