“I will. Go inside before Tarymn finds you out here.” Hym shoved him gently inside and closed the door behind him. He got into his pod and drifted down the airway, heading to Alpha Force offices.
Well, it was more like a base camp than an office. Sitting on the outskirts of the Capital, away from the noise and congestion, the large building boasted a high-tech training facility, a shooting range, and a medical suite where Hym had spent a whole year recovering.
His fingers tightened on the controllers as he thought back to those days. He'd been a little crazy back then – his wolf rabid. The dreams were so vivid, it felt like it happened yesterday.
They still felt like that.
Every time he closed his eyes, it was torture.
Would a companion omega help with that?
He wanted to believe that his omega wasn't somewhere out there, so he could give himself to another, but it was hard.
He drifted into Alpha Force's underground parking dome. Sliding into an empty parking spot close to the door, he looked around him and sighed.
Fuck, his commander was here.
He'd thought he'd be home...asleep...like normal people.
Shit.
He got out of the pod and made his way inside. The main building was an open space divided by glass walls and congregated steel. The training facilities were on one side, while the living quarters and medical suite were on the other.
Hym looked through the glass into the training rooms as he made his way to the command centre. A few of the alphas were training inside. They waved to him. He should make time to train.
A good fight always settled him and his wolf. But that had to wait.
He pushed through the double doors that led into the command centre and made for the large workstation.
Machines hissed and beeped all around him. A large monitor stood against one wall, displaying a feed from some warehouse they were monitoring. In front of the monitor was a long table with chairs.
Roc spun around in his chair and gave him a disapproving glare.
He sat in front of his workstation with several monitors, all of which had shit scrawling up and down their screens.
Hym ignored him and moved close to see what he was doing. He blinked, feeling like he’d just lost brain cells staring at the gibberish.
Roc shook his head, turning away. “He couldn’t wait for one day. Did he even go home to sleep after following leads to find the alphas who attacked the alpha king around the Capital for weeks? You'd think he’d go home and get some sleep and give some of us a chance to work on some shit. But no…he’s here hounding me.”
“Is that an excuse, Roc? I thought you were the ultimate genius. Don’t tell me you haven’t hacked the detention centre’s system.” Hym taunted.
“Did he just insult me?” Roc asked, not looking at him. He moved his fingers rapidly on the screens. The large monitor went dark and then suddenly showed a badly lit hallway.
He knew those dreary walls. He’d seen them too many times on the viewer.
Fuck, he did it.
Hym stepped close to the monitor, excitement thrumming through his veins, the predator in him rousing. He itched to go on the hunt.
He turned to Roc. “Did you get any footage of the day of Pharyi’s murder?”
“No. Someone wiped it clean. There’s nothing.” Roc did something with the screens, and the monitor blinked again to show footage from the day before. But the following day, there was nothing.
Fuck.
“I thought you were a genius without equal.”
Roc growled. Hym laughed and walked back to him. He liked to tease the alpha. He was too serious sometimes.