TALLIA
More and more omegas filled the room Liza and I occupied. They wanted comfort that only others could provide. I welcomed them all with a tight smile and stood between the group and the doorway like the world’s worst sentry.
I wasn’t a fighter. In fact, any time I’d been in a situation to fight, I’d done terribly. But I would give it my all for my pack, that I knew.
The scent of the omegas’ fear filled the room and set my wolf on edge. She hated their distress and was desperate to protect them. So was I.
Outside the two windows in the room, we could hear the battle.
The snarl of wolves and their yelps as they were injured. Every yelp made me wince because I had no idea if it was one of us or one of them.
I hated the wait. I hated not knowing. Bryant was out there, and I had no idea if he was okay or not.
I’d been about two seconds from following him out the doors when the first of the omegas had shown up seeking comfort.