Resistant Omegas 5: Dewey Joyee Flynn (top 100 novels .txt) 📖

“How long have you known?” he croaked out, shaking slightly at the news.

“For over a year,” I whispered as I kissed his chest before looking up at him. “I hate that you were doing that to help us.”

“And yet you can still love me knowing what I’ve done?” The fear in his eyes and coming off of him was almost suffocating.

“There’s nothing you could do or say that would make me stop loving you.” I ran my hands over his firm ass as I gave him my best smile. “I’m yours in every sense of the word, Tag. You have to trust me and tell me everything or we can’t be a real couple. I want that now that we’re rescued.”

“Deal.” He brushed his lips over mine. “I promise I won’t keep anything else from you again. Thank you for handling this so well, baby.”

“I won’t if there’s a next time I find out you’ve kept something from me.” I stepped away from him, letting him see the seriousness in my eyes. Taggart swallowed loudly and nodded. “So now is the time to come clean if there’s anything else I need to know.”

“No it’s not,” Carson called out. “We can hear every word and already we now need to discuss whatever the fuck you guys were talking about. I can’t read the minds of Omegas, our powers cancel out. And somehow the big guy is blocking me so we’re going to have to do this the old-fashioned way and talk.”

“Come on in and help us pack,” I offered, giving Taggart a wink. He didn’t look ready to trust these guys, but I’d read a lot on what was going on in the Omega Network. “I promise you these are the good guys, Tag. I’ve felt relief off every man here that I was still alive.”

“You’re sure?” His tone relaxed but was still hesitant as Taylor and Carson walked into the room.

“Yeah, that’s what I was feeling too,” Carson answered as he casually packed the clothes I was tossing on the bed. He wouldn’t look at me and kind of mumbled. “I’m sorry we didn’t come sooner.”

“Why didn’t you?” Taggart’s tone had gotten a little dark and I shot him a look… Which he ignored. “Do you have any idea what they did to Dewey when I couldn’t get to him first during the hunt because this pack has been drugging me?”

“Being an Omega whose previous inner circle abused him, I think I do,” Carson snapped and looked directly at Taggart. “You didn’t see all the stories that came in when we started the Omega Network. We couldn’t go in and get everyone all at once. We only had so many people helping and if we didn’t do it right, everyone who helped could have been killed.”

“There were more than Dewey?” Taggart went pale and sat on the bed before he fell over. “I didn’t know.”

“We’ve been keeping everything on the down low so packs don’t catch wind of what we’ve been doing,” Taylor said gently. “Dewey’s suffered, I’m sure, but he’s able to walk out of here on his own. That hasn’t been the case with the ones we’ve rescued so far. Some we didn’t think would survive.”

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking about anyone besides Dewey,” my man whispered as he rubbed his hands over his face. “It’s my own guilt for not getting to him first last week.”

“Enough of that,” I tenderly chastised. “They’ve been drugging you. It’s not like you gave up on me. None of that matters anymore because we’re safe and getting out of here. So let’s pack and start our lives together.”

Taggart nodded as he stood and hurried to pack the rest. “Where are we going?”

“We’re going to send you to the Denver pack where Tristan lives,” Carson answered as he zipped up one of the bags. “We started the Omega Network together after confronting the Council about what was happening to most of the Omegas. From there we’ll find a permanent pack for you.” He looked at me with gentle eyes. “We’ll find you a real inner circle to protect and love you, Dewey.”

I swallowed loudly, scared at the idea of being another pack’s Omega. “I just want Taggart.”

“He seems strong enough to be leader.” Carson shot my man a quick look. “And he can fight if what I’ve seen in his head is an indication. My only question is why a dire wolf isn’t with the dire wolf pack?”

“Shit,” I groaned and rolled my eyes. “My concentration slipped when you got upset hearing about the other abused Omegas.”

“So you were blocking me from his thoughts.” Carson smiled widely. “You so have to show me that trick. I can teach you to freeze people like I have Tristan. It’s useful and no one ends up with concussions like when you knock people out. Though I’d like to learn that too. Maybe it can be useful if my men step out of line.”

“Yes, please, teach him more ways to be the boss of us,” Taylor said with a chuckle. “Because he listens so well already when it comes to his safety.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re so abused.” Carson teased and we all had a good laugh. We finished throwing the basics into suitcases, Taggart remembering my box of treasures. I would have been really upset if I had left that behind and I was grateful I ended up keeping it at his house.

Next thing I knew we were being loaded on a chopper heading for Denver. Carson promised that he’d be in touch soon and we needed to tell Tristan everything so they could help us. I nodded and agreed, being able to read the man’s emotions and knowing he was one of the good guys. Taggart was a lot more hesitant but I knew he trusted me and would get on board with anything I wanted. And this was what was best for us, I knew