Romance Omega Style [Resistant Omegas 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) (16 page)

Her tone worried me. It was like she was hiding and trying to whisper while still being understood without getting caught. “Yes, he’s coming now. Is everything okay?”

“No, I need to speak with him now.”

“Okay, hang on.” I jumped to my feet and grabbed a towel as well. Just as Carson stepped out of the water I reached him and he quickly dried off his hands before wrapping the towel around his shoulders. “It’s Dorothy. Something’s wrong.”

“Dorothy? Are you okay?” he asked after taking the phone and started walking down the beach. I focused on the waves and headed back to my men, not wanting to eavesdrop on what was going on.

“What’s up?” Marlow asked me worriedly.

“I don’t know but I don’t think it was good.”

“
What
?” Carson bellowed loudly enough that I actually jumped as I turned to look at him. “Do as they say, Dorothy. We’ll figure this out. I need to talk to Tristan but yeah, tell them we’re not there if you think that will help. I love you.”

Tristan, along with everyone else, was already on the beach, knowing something was up. Carson looked pale as he hung up the phone. He took a shaky step and almost fell but then Declan caught him and wrapped his arm around Carson to support him.

“Talk to me about what?” Tristan asked, his face scared. “What’s going on, Carson?”

“Your father just invaded the Chicago pack. We’re no longer in charge and your father is searching for me and the Omegas we had staying with us.”

“I will gut that man,” Tristan snarled before pulling his friend into his arms. “We’ll figure this out and get Dorothy out of there. My dad’s a power-hungry douche but he’s not a bastard. He won’t hurt anyone.”

“I know. I just, yeah, she called to warn us to stay away. We need to talk to him and the Council to see what’s going on. I think Matthew’s warning was right. The shit is hitting the fan big-time,” Carson whispered, obviously in shock as he moved into the circle of waiting arms of his men.

“Happy fucking Valentine’s Day,” Galvin growled. “Screw romance and time to go to war.”

I just glanced around at all our friends. Yeah, their faces all said the same thing. The shit never stopped coming and while that sucked, Valentine’s Day was just a day. We might be fighting for our very lives soon… And none of us would go quietly or ever give up.

THE END

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