Chapter 90

**Luna**


Panic hit me the second the two men started moving closer. We all think that in a dangerous situation we will know exactly what we will do to get away and save ourselves. Let me tell you that my panic and fear took over me and all those brave ideas were nowhere to be found.

One of the men starts to say something but obviously, I don't hear a single word. I guess in all her planning Annie forgot to mention that I'm deaf. So she is a horrible planner when it comes to diabolical plans, but I'm still in danger and that is very real. The guy with the syringe motions for the other guy to grab me and as soon as he does my body remembers how to move again. I struggle against the tight hold he has on my arm, but he has at least a foot and half and fifty pounds on me.

Still, I try to pull away from him, even more so when he pulls me to my feet and pulls my arms behind my back. my thrashing makes it hard for his buddy to get a good hit with the syringe and on his first try, he nearly nicks his friend. So he takes things a step further and slaps his hand across my face. His hand is heavy and the slap feels a lot more like a punch. Even more so because I was still moving around and most of the strick was against my left ear.

This move triggers the ringing in that ear again and I double over from the sudden pain. It's such a sudden reaction that the man holding me is thrown off balance. He is nearly laying on top of me as I bend over at the waist and something about the positions triggers a memory of a self-defense class we took at Haven. It seemed like a pointless thing to learn too many of the Omegas because they figured they would always be with their pack. Why would you need to defend yourself when you are surrounded by big strong Alphas all the time?

I try to remember the exact steps to the move and throw my arms back into him. Then I lower myself slightly and push off with all my strength and he is off of me a second later. The other guy looks a little stunned and I use his moment of surprise to run for the tent opening. My steps are unsteady and the pain in my head is making focusing hard but I try to push through. My heart is racing and my body is protesting the desperate movements I am making but I keep going. there is another row of these gazebo tents that I have to get past before I reach the crowds of people watching the show.

Like every person in those movies where they are running for their lives, I turn to check and see if the men are chasing after me. Although for me it's because I can't hear their footsteps to know if I am being followed or not. The syringe guy is running after me and his body is stumbling right behind him. I turn back around and barely miss running straight into the back of one of the tents. The near-collision slows me down and a second later I am being pulled back by my hair. An arm is wrapped around my arms and chest before I can recover and this time I scream. There has to be someone around who can hear me.

The guy slams a hand over my mouth and starts to pull me back toward the direction of where all the cars are parked. I can't let him take me! If he is one of the men kidnapping Omegas then no one may ever find me until I'm dead. Just like the girl from the article.

I need to do something.

Then I remember that the guys can feel my emotions. They must be able to feel that I'm in trouble right? That means they will come looking for me soon, or send security to come to find me. I just need to fight a little longer. This gives me a new sense of resolve and determination and anger I haven't felt in a long time.

The anger that comes from feeling helpless...

I have already been a victim before. A victim of a drunk driver. A victim of survivor's guilt from finding out my best friend died instead of me.

The thing is I am so much more than that...I am a survivor too.

When my life changed I fought through it. I learned to live in spite of everything bad that happened and found my pack. they are my new life and the best thing that has ever happened to me. I won't lose this new life!

I have to fight!

That anger I feel bursts through me with a scream that breaks through the ringing in my ear. It's faint but it's there and the sound of my own fierce cry pushes me to throw my head back hard. The hard bone of my skull slams into the soft cartridge of my attacker's nose and I hear him cry out in pain and stumble backward letting me go.

I heard his cry of pain.

As I take off running again I feel a little dizzy from the impact of my head against his nose. That isn't all that makes me dizzy though as a wave of sounds hit me all at once. Starting to faint and building into a ragging crash of overstimulation. Suddenly I can hear everything and it feels like a speaker on blast right against my ears.

All of it at once has been spinning in disorientation and my goal of getting away from the two men trying to take me is forgotten. I shake my head and squeeze my eyes shut trying to sort through the sounds so they are not so much. That's when I realize...

through the screaming of thousands of people...

The song playing...

I know it. I've heard it before.

My eyes fly open and grief hits me with memories of that night. the lights of the stage are gone and replaced with the headlights of a truck. The lights swerve until they are close enough to blind me and that's when it hits us. This song blares through the speaks even as the car flips over and the sound of crushing metal becomes too loud. The sound of the blaring horn from the truck joins the voices as the song comes to its end. The very last thing I heard before my world became silent.

I am frozen. My eyes fixed on the men I had accepted as my pack performing the last song I ever heard. the track to Bailey's last moments on this earth. My legs give out and I drop to my knees. I barely register being grabbed and pulled to my feet by the two men. I watch the stage and the crowd grow smaller as I am dragged away but I can't move. My mind is shattered...broken.

The sounds of music and adoring fans turn muffled as the sound of my blood pounding through my veins becomes too loud.

Rowan, Declan, Milo, and Kai are the guys we were going to see perform that night. How did this happen? I mean I know how it happened but...why? Why did it have to be them?

I heard that song in my nightmares for weeks. Now every time I look at my pack I will see the reason my friend is dead. If we hadn't snuck out to see them perform she would still be alive.

"Hurry get her into the van." A voice says from my right.

"We will have to give her the injection once she's inside." Another voice says.

"They don't pay us enough for this. I think she broke my nose." the one on the right growls out and tightening his hold on me.

I wince and try to pull away.

"Don't even think about trying to run off again. We were told to bring you back without a scratch on you, but I am happy to break that promise right now. Don't test me." That coming from the guy who has blood streaking down his face.

We stop in front of a white industrial van and bloody nose pulls the door open. Inside I see a girl passed out inside. The two men shove me through the door and I glance around to see two more knocked-out girls. they are dressed like they had been part of the crowd I have just pulled away from. They were here for the concert? three girls? How did no one notice them being taken?

Annie seemed to know these two. Was she involved in the missing Omegas?

If they have these girls and Annie is working with them, they could be planning to grab girls at every city we stop at. With inside help, they could go completely unnoticed. I have to do something.

One of the men climbs into the van with me and this time he has a gun pointed at me to get me to cooperate.

"Now. Let's make you a little more comfortable." He says pulling out the syringe again.

I need to do something now!