The Omega and The Arrogant Alpha (by Kylie) novel Chapter 313

The room has not settled since Ben said no, and I can feel it vibrating under my skin, the kind of tension that comes when too many decisions are being made at once and none of them are aligned, and I stay where I am because movement right now would look like retreat.

Ben does not let go of my hand, not even when Sally steps in close with her tablet held tight to her chest and her expression sharpened by the kind of calculation that usually precedes a warning.

“They’re isolating channels,” she says quietly. “Selective delays. Some feeds are clean, some aren’t.”

I nod, because that tracks with everything else they have done today, and because the system always tries to slow truth down before it tries to stop it entirely.

Ben shifts beside me, and I feel it before he speaks, the subtle change in posture that tells me he has already made a decision and is simply waiting for the right moment to let it land.

“I’m going to say something,” he says.

I turn my head and look at him fully, really look, because I know that tone, and I know what it costs when he uses it.

“Where,” I ask.

“Everywhere,” he replies, and there is no hesitation in his voice, just a steady resolve that settles into the room like gravity.

Sally’s eyes flick between us. “Ben,” she starts, then stops, because she knows as well as I do that once he is here, at this point, warnings will not change his mind.

“They already tried to use me,” he continues, still looking at me, not the room. “If I stay quiet now, they’ll do it again, and next time it won’t be subtle.”

My wolf presses closer under my ribs, not alarmed but intent, recognizing the shift from defense to declaration, and I tighten my grip on his hand once, not to stop him, but to anchor him.

“They’ll come for you,” I say quietly.

“I know,” he replies. “They already are.”

Sally exhales slowly, then straightens. “If you’re doing this, we do it clean.”

Ben nods once. “Live.”

That single word changes the temperature of the room.

Sally moves immediately, rerouting feeds and opening channels that have been hovering in standby since the first drop, and within seconds the wall screen shifts, interfaces layering over each other as reach projections and security assessments scroll past faster than I can read them.

Ben steps forward slightly, just enough to put himself fully in frame, and I realize with a sharp clarity that this is the first time today he has chosen visibility instead of proximity.

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