Page 1 of Night Sector

CHAPTERONE

KYRA

Fucking Alphasand their damn knots.

The grumbling thought tumbled through my mind as I tucked a knife into my boot. Ireallywanted to kill whatever supernatural entity had decided it would be a good idea to make Omegas reliant on their Alphas during our heat cycles.

Alas, I couldn’t exactly annihilate the unknown creator above, so I’d have to settle for some V-Clan Alphas instead.

Specifically, the Alpha Prince of Blood Sector. Also known as my best friend’s intended mate. And the male she’d been screaming for all morning.

“Whatever you’re thinking of doing, don’t.” Fritz’s deep voice floated through the air from the entrance to my room.

I arched a brow as I glanced over my shoulder at the male Omega. He cocked an eyebrow right back at me as he leaned against the door frame and crossed his thick arms over his sculpted chest. His dark sweater stretched deliciously in response, revealing even more of his athletic form.

If I were an Alpha female, I might have been tempted to hop right on that. But the only thingAlphaabout me was my spirit.

Physically, I was all Omega.

Five foot one.

Petite.

Outwardly fragile in appearance.

However, looks could be deceiving. And I very much enjoyed when others underestimated me based on their misinterpretation of my small stature.

Fritz, however, never underestimated me. He knew better.

As he proved now by saying, “Kyra.” My name on his tongue echoed with warning. “You’re about to shadow into Blood Sector. You can’t do that while covered in weapons.”

“Pretty sure I can, Fritz,” I countered as I refocused on my closet of violent toys. “After all, I have many times before.”

“Yeah, while stealing blood from their supply,” he pointed out. “That made sense for defensive purposes in case you were caught. This time, you’re intending to be caught by an Alpha Prince. And he’s not going to be all that willing to talk if you show up covered in knives.”

“Or…” I pinched my lips to the side, my eyes narrowing at one of my favorite blades. “Hmm.”

“You can’t kill him.”

“I mean, I could,” I mused conversationally. “It would be kind of fun.”

Of course, Quinn wouldn’t be all that thrilled about it. And I really didn’t want to piss off my best friend. Even if I did think she was crazy for selectingKieran O’Callaghanas a mate.

“You can’t,” Fritz corrected, his tone matching my own. Then it took on a serious quality as he added, “Quinn tried to bring him here. You felt it as well as I did. That means she’s officially chosen him.”

“Unless he found a way to coax her into it somehow.” That had been my primary concern since Quinn’s unexpected arrival the other day—had she tried to shadow him to the Sanctuary willingly? Or had he somehow manipulated her into doing it?

“I’m sure there’s been a lot of coaxing,” Fritz drawled from behind me. “Alphas are good at that. But the only way Prince Kieran could have even known about this place is if Quinn finally told him the truth.”

Yes, I’d come to the same conclusion. Plus, Quinn had told me that she wanted him here. Except she didn’t know how to get him through the magical shield surrounding this island, and now she was too debilitated by her impending heat to shadow back to him.

There was also something strange going on with the barrier spell that hid this place from the rest of the world. I couldn’t be sure, but it seemed to be weakening Quinn, too. Which was strange, given it was her bloodline that fueled and maintained the protective enchantment.

Regardless, it seemed I had no choice but to shadow over to Blood Sector and have a word with the Alpha Prince.

It just felt severely wrong to do so while only armed with a small blade tucked into my boot.

Pinching my lips to the side again, I evaluated my sweater and jeans, wondering if I could get away with hiding some sharp objects in my pockets.