Odessa POV

“We should have known it was impossible for an omega to be fated to an Alpha. It was all a ruse,” Higgins uttered with disdain.

“Get this thing off of me!” I cried.

After I was forced into the back of a black, tinted SUV, Trevor bound my wrists with zip-ties and threw a black plastic bag over my head that reeked of fish!

Higgins yanked the plastic bag off my head before shoving me into a cold, damp box-like room with metal bars for a door.

“I haven’t done anything to ...