Resistant Omegas 5: Dewey by Joyee Flynn (black books to read .txt) 📗

“Because I’m smart enough to figure out your unasked questions and you don’t know if I’m telling you what you want to hear so I can be with Taggart or if it’s the truth.” I surmised after a moment of thought.

“Exactly.” George looked as if he wanted to believe me, he really did, but I understood the position it put him in.

“Bring Tristan in and I’ll let him see in my head as I talk. He can be my bullshit meter if you trust him.”

“You’d be willing to do that?” His eyebrows shot up to his hairline in shock.

“I have nothing to hide, George. I’m telling you the truth, nothing more.”

He rubbed his chin in thought before smiling. “I don’t think that’s necessary since it was your idea. There are ways to see if your story is in sync with Taggart’s but not to the point that I feel he brainwashed you.”

“Then let’s begin.” I took a deep breath as he pulled out a small digital recorder and turned it on. Then I told him everything. I didn’t hold anything back, letting loose all the things and pain I’d pushed back. It was one of the hardest things I’d ever had to do, reliving hell like that. But if it could keep one person safe later from bad people then my suffering through it was worth it.

“I think that’s enough for today,” George said quietly an hour later. He looked a little pale. I’m sure he’d heard worse or just as bad of things as I was telling him. And while living it or witnessing it was horrid, listening to all the sordid details couldn’t have been easy either.

I nodded my agreement, tired and ready for something fun instead of dark and painful. He shut off the recorder and he gave me a homework assignment before we talked again tomorrow. I was interested to know what he could already have me thinking about to help me.

“I want you to write letters to Alpha Hooker, your Betas, and this Ryan saying everything you never could when they were around for fear of retribution. There’s no length requirement here, Dewey. Just go with what feels right and what you need to get off your chest. I want you to put how you feel on paper so later you can see how those feelings change as we work together more.”

“I can do that as long as I can borrow a laptop,” I said with a snicker when he raised an eyebrow. “My handwriting sucks big-time.”

“I’m sure Tristan has one you can borrow,” George replied with a wink and then raised his voice. “Right, Tristan?”

I heard a loud sigh from the other side of the door before it opened. “I wasn’t eavesdropping,” the large man mumbled as he joined us. “I was just hanging out in the hall in case I felt someone’s distress. Dewey doesn’t know you and talking to strangers is hard, George.”

“You’re a stranger to him as well, Tristan.” George countered, but Tristan simply shrugged.

“We’re both Omegas. It’s a different type of bond that makes us see each other as not being a threat.” I nodded in agreement with his assessment. Granted, Tristan was in a league of his own with how huge he was, but I never feared him. “So if you guys are done I have a surprise for Dewey.”

“I like surprises,” I said cheerfully, ready to wipe away the past hour and the morose mood I was in. Tristan smiled widely as he threw me my jacket as we said our good-byes to George.

Five minutes later I was in the passenger’s seat of his SUV, bouncing with excitement like a kid taking a trip to the candy store. Ohhh, I hoped we were going to the candy store. I’d never been to one.

“So, I don’t know you and you don’t know me. I’ve only seen a bit of your past in the file the Council has on every Omega. I don’t mean to be condescending or assume things but I’d guess you were pretty sheltered before you were sold to your last pack like most of us were, right?”

“Yeah,” I snorted, rolling my eyes at the mention of my childhood. “I hadn’t even seen a movie until the first time I was with Taggart for the week. My parents thought TV would rot my brain and their investment so I wasn’t allowed to watch it or use a computer. And Taggart couldn’t act like he liked me, much less loved me, so we had to be careful not being seen out together having fun. I’ve never even been to a damn mall.”

“Excellent,” he drawled, with a wicked grin. “Then my surprise will be a welcomed adventure.”

“I’m going with your excellent means that we’re going to have fun and not excellent that my childhood was crappy,” I teased him.

“Yeah, pint size.” Now he rolled his eyes at me so I could see. “No one should have a crappy childhood. I’m not in favor of that. I just want to expose you to everything out there that you’ve missed.” He paused and bit his lip. “Well, maybe not everything. I’ll leave some of that for Taggart.”

I frowned at the mention of my man’s name and Tristan must have seen it because he reached for my hand. “What if the Council doesn’t let us be together and my deciding to contact the Omega Network just bit us both in the ass?”

“We’ve got some good people we’re working with on the Council. I don’t think anyone knew the mess that was out there in the packs and how the Omegas were being treated. They’ve given us the means to help and set things right. I can’t see them not working with us as long as Taggart can be Beta or Alpha material. Hell, I’ve seen them make exceptions all over the place to make amends for letting any of this happen.”

“So you’re not worried?”

“Pint