His Outlaw Omega by P. Jameson & Kristen Strassel

Author:P. Jameson & Kristen Strassel [Jameson, P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-14T05:00:00+00:00

Solen

Chapter Thirteen

I stood beside the king like I always did, with the same regal stance, the same alpha certainty. It didn’t matter that he wanted to dress me like an omega. Like Ashla said, we were innocent, so I would fucking act innocent.

Adalai hadn’t allowed me time to plead my case as I hoped he would. For the first time in a long time, I wanted to punch him in his smug face when he looked me up and down like I was a specimen instead of a faithful guard and general of the eastern borders.

I’d never betrayed him. Others, as some would say, but not him.

If he thought dressing me in omega garb was an insult, well then perhaps our queen needed to remind him why he’d abolished The Division in the first place.

What did he think this show of power was going to accomplish? Maybe he meant to appease the beta resistance rather than fight them, but that wasn’t the Adalai I knew. The king I served ruled with brute strength.

Offering scapegoats wouldn’t stop the resistance and win the war, but he didn’t ask my opinion. He just tossed me a set of thin clothes to replace my uniform and armor.

A commotion in the crowd made me focus on all the faces I’d let blur before me. The one face I’d been waiting to see, stood in the center of the room.

“What is she doing here?” Adalai boomed. “I didn’t call for her.”

I stiffened, hating the way he glared at Ashla. Like she was the enemy. Did he really believe she’d helped the resistance? Did the queen?

My mate straightened her shoulders as she faced him. “I came to hear the charges against me.”

Her eyes clashed with mine and her expression softened before turning grim. I lifted my chin and widened my stance to remind her who we were. Innocent. And even if they found us guilty today, it wouldn’t change that fact.

If they found us guilty… shit, how would I protect my mate if I lost my place in the guard?

The crowd became more riled as someone shoved Ashla, sending her tumbling forward and some of the queen’s court rushed in behind her. Tavia, Charolet, and Rielle pushed people back as much as they could but in the melee, Ashla was getting trampled.

Fuck.

I charged forward but an arm came around my neck from behind, jerking me back in place. “Don’t.” Cassian’s voice was hard and urgent. “You’ll make it worse. Stand your ground. Our females have this.”

“She’ll be hurt,” I snarled, clawing at his arm, but he didn’t budge.

“She’ll be hurt worse if you don’t fucking stop.”

I was going to shift. My wolf would fight for her, and I dared any of these males to challenge it.

“Order!” Adalai roared, standing to his full height. “I will have order in this room!”

Everything went quiet and Tavia bent to help Ashla to her feet.

“Where is my queen?” Adalai growled.

“Right here, my king.” Zelene appeared near the throne, her schooled face barely hiding her troubled expression.

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