“Well.” I keep my voice light as I pull the door open. “It can’t get much worse, so feel free to give it a shot.”
I glance over my shoulder. “And you should keep your sister away from Eric Masters. He’s a fucking rapist waiting to happen.That’swhat you should be focusing on, asshole. But instead, you’re out here blaming me.”
Theo’s eyes widen, but I pull the door shut before he can respond.
Jake
Theo’s footsteps slam against the floor as he storms into the house. Looking up from my spot beneath the sink, I lock gazes with a teary-eyed Nia.
Immediately, I push myself out from underneath the counter. Wiping my hands off with a rag, I study them. “What happened?”
Neither of them look at me.
“Nia,” Theo says tightly. “You’ll stay in my room tonight. I’ll take you home tomorrow.”
She drags her feet against the ground. “But—,”
“Now,” he snaps, his teeth gritted. “Or so help me, I will march you home and make you explain to Dad.”
She vanishes without another word. I come to a stop beside him, wiping off my hands with a rag. “The hell?”
He’s breathing heavily as he pinches his nose. “Hell is right. Fuckinghell.”
My brows knot as he ducks around me, yanking open the refrigerator. He holds out a beer, but I shake my head and fold my arms as he shrugs.
He drinks half of it before stopping. “Nia decided to meet up with Eric Masters tonight. Without telling anyone.”
“Jesus.” I cast another glance toward the stairs. “Is she okay? Did something happen?”
He slams his beer down on the table. “Our fucking m–Kennedy– found them in the alley. Lost her ever-loving shit and scratched his face up. He’s probably scarred for life.”
My face loses the small smile that starts and ends just as quickly. “What? Did they call the cops? Is she hurt?”
He scoffs. “I’d be more worried about him.”
Frowning, I study him. “Are you? Worried abouthim?”
“No,” he snaps. His hand clenches on the table. “I’m paying him a little visit tomorrow to finish the fucking job. But she lost it on him, Jake. And Nia won’t tell me what happened. Not properly.”
“Did you speak to her?” My suspicion grows when he only drinks in response. “What did you say?”
“Exactly that. She’s dangerous, Jake. I’ve never seen marks like that before. It was like she’d slashed him with a fucking knife. I don’t want her anywhere near Nia, and I’ve told Nia the same.”
He glares at me when I don’t respond. “Spit it out.”
I choose my words carefully, even though it’s screamingly obvious to me. “It sounds as if she was helping Nia. Doesn’t sound like she’s the bad guy here, Theo.”
And your anger is blinding you.
Theo squeezes the bottle so tightly his knuckles turn white. “She was covered in fuckingblood. His blood.”
I bite the inside of my cheek, fighting down the flare of fury at his words. “And you didn’t like that. A little territorial, don’t you think? Considering you don’t care about her at all.”
He points the neck at me. “Do not analyze me, asshole. We all know the shit the bond pulls. That has nothing to do with this.The point is that Kennedy full-on attacked him. You ever heard of an omega attacking an alpha like that? He didn’t touch her. Didn’t hurt her. But she annihilated him.”
He has a point. They’re not capable – or they shouldn’t be. Not when one burst of dominance could put them on their knees, have them showing their throat even without a bark. “You think it’s another mark against her. And how do you know he didn’t touch her?”
He turns the bottle over in his hands, his face drawn. “Because she walked away, and he came out of it with his face in shreds. First Brett, now Eric. What the hell happens next? I’m tempted to call the cops myself.”
