“Let me go,” I said, finally finding my voice. I pulled against his iron-clad grip to no avail. My panic spiked, and I fought harder, my wrist aching against his bruising strength. “Please, let go. You’re hurting me.”
He stopped abruptly and met my gaze with enough icy fury to make me catch my breath. His features were the same, but I barely recognized him. Gone was the glimmer of kindness I’d witnessed when he gave me a ride on the back of his motorcycle.
He really was just an asshole.
Like every other alpha.
“I could hurt you more if I wanted to, beta.” His low voice had a shiver skittering down my back. “I could make you fucking beg for it.”
A heartbeat throbbed to life between my thighs, and slick seeped into the thin material of my leggings. I stared up at him, open-mouthed, while I internally warred with myself.
How could I be this afraid and this fucking turned on at the same time? It didn't make sense. Did I unintentionally unlock a new kink, or was it just this alpha driving me crazy?
He hated me, at least I was pretty sure he did. And I was pretty sure I hated him. But as he stared down at me with his crystal-blue eyes, silently tearing me apart piece by piece, my skin heated from the inferno blazing through me.
This man was dangerous, and that danger called to something in me. It flipped a switch, appealing to a primal part of my brain that had been dormant until now. My omega instincts, despite being dulled by the suppressants, urged me to submit to him. To beg for him, to please him…
I swallowed hard.
This wasn't good.
Before I could reply, he was dragging me behind him again. When we reached the sleek black trailer, he banged on the door so loudly I was sure everyone in the parking lot could hear it. My heart was beating in my throat, my head swimming as the seconds dragged by, and my cheeks heated.
Was death by embarrassment a thing?
Because if so, I was close.
Revel banged on the door again, and I wanted to disappear. What would I do when Daze had no idea what was going on? When he told Revel I was lying? My stomach turned, and I swallowed down a whine.
Impossibly long seconds dragged by, and I was almost convinced the trailer was empty, until the door swung open. Avery disgruntled, still half-naked Daze filled the doorway. He hadn’t bothered to change out of his sweatpants from last night, and his rainbow hair was a mess.
“What the hell, dude?” he groaned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“You want to explain this?” Revel growled, jerking me to stand in front of the aerialist. His strong fingers were still wrapped around my wrist.
Daze’s eyes widened when they landed on me, confusion flashing over his face.
I froze, unsure of what to do or say.
“What’s there to explain?” He cocked a dark eyebrow at Revel.
“She said you told her she could ride here with us,” the stuntman said, his voice full of condescension. “But I think she stowed away on one of the trailers and was trying to make a break for it. Thought about searching her bag, but I might just call the cops instead.”
My stomach sank, and I jerked against his hold again. This time, he let go, and I took a desperate step away from him. His aura was thickening the air around him, threatening to choke me.
It was too much;hewas too much, and my omega instincts wanted to pacify him. They hated seeing him so upset, especially because of me. They urged me to submit.
And they can fucking suck it.
I refused to let the Stone pack own me, and I wouldn’t let this alpha have any power over me either.
Dragging my eyes away from Revel, I looked at Daze again.
Please, tell him it was your idea. I wished he could read my mind.Please, please, please.
Begging silently felt insane, but I was too close to Revel to mouth anything without him seeing. I could only hope that every shred of desperation I felt was conveyed in my eyes.
Truthfully, I didn't care what they did to me. I didn't care if they let me go and told me they never wanted to see me again. I didn’t care if they made me get on my knees and beg. I didn’t care. As long as they didn’t call the cops.
