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But I’m sporting two black eyes and a busted lip.

I catch a flash of blonde hair behind him, and Ben steps aside.

“Hi, River,” Devyn says politely, her face wary. A stab of jealousy pierces me as I realize Ben still has his Omega while mine is gone.

It’s irrational. I’m thankful Devyn is safe, but it still makes me want to snarl at Ben.

Is Skylar my Omega anymore?

Was she ever?

My fingers tremble, and I shove my hands into my pockets. “Do you still have that friend at forensics?” I ask.

Ben nods, motioning for me to step inside.

I don’t.

“Good,” I say. “Give them these.”

My hands shake as I fish the three plastic baggies out of my coat pocket.

Ben’s eyes widen as I hold them out. “River, what the fuck?”

“Just shut the fuck up and do it,” I snap. “Have them checked for blood, then see if there are any DNA matches.”

“Is that why your face looks like that?” Ben asks. “What did you do?”

I shrug. “It doesn’t matter. Just test them.”

“We have undercover officers for a reason. You didn’t have to?—”

I walk away before he can continue.

Should I have done it a different way? Probably. But it’s so easy for me to blend in, to go into the seedy parts of different cities.

And if I get into one or two fights along the way, so be it.

I miss Skylar, and any sort of distraction is welcome, even if it means I end up bloody and bruised.

O is taking over and it’s made from trafficked Omegas.

I have no sympathy for any of those pricks that make or deal it.

Kicking the shit out of them is the least I can do.

I visit Skylar’s house again.

I use the keys that were left on her counter—if no one noticed they were missing, that’s not my problem.

I just want to be near her in any way possible.

And I can’t fucking sleep.

The nightmares are back again—almost as bad as they were three years ago.

Only this time, it’s Skylar’s face that’s haunting me.

It’s Skylar that we were too late to find, lying in the dirt, her body sickly grey and covered in leaves?—

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