His Dominant Omega, Jarrett, J. [most read book in the world TXT] 📗

the wolf up through the yard. Lamp-styled lights lined the driveway, and a spotlight attached to the house flooded the open front yard. Cole narrowed his eyes, trying his best not be blinded by the brightness.

The front door opened, and a large man came strolling out, letting the screen door slam behind him. The man didn’t look the type to commit arson and kidnapping. He had long wavy brown hair and a beard trimmed close to his face. Cole thought the man had a rugged quality that others would find attractive but not him. Cole knew what Drake was capable of.

“I know you came for your father, but part of me would like to think you came to meet me,” the cocky bastard said, giving him a flirtatious grin. He walked up to Cole and held out his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Cole.”

Cole wanted to cringe away at the other man’s touch but held firm and shook his hand. “I can’t say the same, Drake,” Cole answered honestly. He didn’t want to seem too accepting toward the man who kidnapped his father and burned down his family home. “So what’s your end game here?”

Drake let out a loud laugh and smacked his hands down on his thighs like what Cole said was the funniest thing he ever heard. “I like you, Cole. You’re feisty. That’s unusual for an omega. I can most certainly get used to your openness to speak your mind.”

“Yeah, that’s not going to happen. Just tell me what we need to do to rectify this. You want our land? It’s yours. Just give me back my father.”

“This goes beyond just wanting land.” Drake snapped his fingers, and another wolf came running up to him. “Go and get our guest.”

Cole’s heartbeat quickened. This was it. He looked over Drake’s shoulder toward the house, trying to see any sign of his dad.

“See, Cole, your father has been less than cooperative. He’s a real dick if you don’t mind me saying.” Drake reached for Cole’s elbow and pulled him along beside him. Cole’s teeth grated together. “I’ll admit it was about land at first. You know, proving my dominance, but then there was you.” Drake caressed his fingers down Cole’s arm. “He kept your ability secret, but if you got money and power, you can get anything you want, even people.”

“Is that what you offered my father’s pack members? Money?” Cole’s fist clenched, and he wanted to punch this guy and every one of his old pack members who betrayed his father.

“Well that and your father’s a mean bastard. It didn’t take much to persuade them.” Drake spun around and took Cole off guard. The man had Cole’s wrist pinned behind his back, and no matter how much he struggled, the man’s hold wouldn’t budge. Drake leaned close to Cole’s ear. “But I’d trade the whole lot of them if it got me you.” A wet tongue flicked at his earlobe.

“But I’m not for sale.” Cole bit out the words.

“Did you know back in the day an omega didn’t have a choice in what happened to them? They were the weakest members of the pack and needed to be protected. They did as they were told.”

“As you can see I’m not like other omegas.”

“I know.” Drake snaked his tongue into Cole’s ear, and his body jerked with disgust. “And I think that’s why I want you even more. It’ll be fun when I break you,” the man whispered against his ear.

Cole was gearing up to argue back when the door slammed shut, and two men carried his father out of the house. They were dragging him, his knees skimming across the ground. When they got closer Cole tried to go to his father, but Drake held him tight. The men threw his father at their feet.

“Father,” Cole said in a soft voice. His father was covered in blood. Scrapes and bruises marred his face. He was almost unrecognizable to Cole.

“Cole?” His father was able to croak out his name through cracked lips. It was followed by a fit of coughing.

“See, old man,” Drake spat out. “I knew he’d come for you.” The man pulled back his foot and kicked Cole’s father square in the jaw.

“Hey!” Cole fought to get free, but Drake still had a hold of his wrist in one of his large hands.

“Calm down, my sweet.” Drake yanked on Cole’s hands, bringing them chest to chest. “Maybe if you’re good I’ll let the old man live.”

Cole looked to the men standing around them, trying to implore them to have mercy on his father. He recognized a few to be his old pack members. They’d been living under his father’s traditional ways far too long. The wolves thought they needed a controlling alpha like this, but they didn’t.

He closed his eyes, urging his calming agent to fill the air. When he opened them, the look in the other wolves’ eyes appeared to be mellow, but they weren’t moving to help his father.

“Don’t worry, my sweet.” Drake ran his hand through Cole’s hair and gripped the strands tight in his fist. “I’ll be real gentle with you.” Cole didn’t have time to react before the man smashed his lips down hard on his.

Cole tried to push the man off him, but it was useless. The cold chills of desperation climbed along his spine. The man forced his tongue at Cole’s tight-closed lips and Cole looked toward the woods, pleading for some help. Drake was stronger than he anticipated, and he couldn’t break the man’s hold.

As if hearing his silent pleading, Cole’s pack attacked. His eyes connected with a pair of sparkling brown eyes for a heartbeat of