Well shit. That's the last place I’ve ever wanted to be, but I need to see them, to let them know about Chris.
Is that something I should do, though? The moment they find out, I know Nick is going to act.
If I tell them, I’m signing Chris’s death certificate.
I’m not sure I can live with knowing I’m the reason Chris is dead, not if he doesn’t deserve it.
He does deserve it if it means putting your pack at risk.
Looking up, I see Chris storming out of the station and to his car. He gets in and speeds away.
Debating it for a moment, I get out of my car and head back in.
“Hey.” I nod to Debby the receptionist. “Is Officer McDolly in? I need to talk to him.” I clear my throat. “About my heat.”
She smiles. “He’s out on patrol right now but if you want to wait in his office, he should be back soon.”
“Thanks.” I nod and head to his office.
Closing the door, I take a deep breath before going to his computer. I know nothing about Chris, and I only went on how he acted and treated me. Something isn’t right and I’m going to find out what.
Ricky, Officer McDolly, has let me use his computer for research on pack Emerson before, so I know his password. This time, I’m using it to look up Chris.
I pull up his file and read through it. For the most part everything seems fine, but then I spot something. His records before he turned eighteen are sealed. Why? What is he hiding?
I don’t have the clearance to open them on Ricky’s computer.
Voices sound outside the office, getting my attention. “Shit.” I exit out of everything, leaving it how I found it and quickly move to take a seat in the chair in front of the desk.
A moment later, Ricky walks in. “Tucker.” he greets me. “Debby said you were wanting to talk to me?”
“Yes.” I clear my throat, standing to my feet. “I just wanted to let you know I’ll be booking the week off.”
“Your heat.” he nods. “Let me book some time off too.”
“No, no, it’s okay." I tell him. Ricky is a good looking man. Tall, well built, and only a few years older than me. He’s a good man, he’s always treated me well during my heats, but now that I look at him, it doesn’t sit right with me that I’ve had sex with this man. “I’m going to be doing my heat alone this time.”
“Oh. Okay. Are you sure?”
“Yup.” I laugh. “I’ve been seeing someone, it’s getting serious and while they’re not helping me with my heat, I don’t feel right sharing it with other people.”
“Understandable.” he nods. “Well, I wish you all the best. Have a safe heat and we’ll see you in a week.”
“Thank you.”
As I get back into my car and head towards the compound, I know two things. I need to find out why Chris’s past records have been sealed to find out what he’s hiding, and I need to tell my pack what Chris said.
I’m just hoping whatever he is hiding will be bad enough to take away the guilt of knowing that I’m going to be the reason Chris dies.
I’m not sure how to feel about it. It should make me sick that my Alpha is a killer, but it doesn’t. He’s my Alpha. As long as he’s not hurting innocent people, I know a fucked up part of me will look past it.
When Ian used his Alpha bark, telling me everything, I felt gross and a little violated, but none of what he said changed my mind about how I felt about them.
I just think it’s ironic that I’m a cop and I’m mated to a man who is not just a criminal, but a killer.
When I pull up to the compound gates, I park the car and get out.
I’m a little nervous because I don't know what to expect. I’ve seen motorcycle clubs on TV, and I’ve seen the Steel Devils driving around town. It’s nothing I can’t handle. I’ve dealt with my fair share of dangerous men but my heart still races when I step up to the gate.
