“Nick.” Nova says in a warning tone.
“Thank you.” Nick says, surprising the fuck out of me. “For bringing this to our attention. For not letting this fucker mess with our pack.”
“So you believe me? That I’m not the enemy? That I’m not a threat to you or this pack?”
His jaw grinds but he nods. “Yes.”
“Thank fuck. Now, can we work on our relationships?” Nova says. “Most importantly, yours.”
“Fine.” Nick grunts.
“I’d like that.” I kiss her on the cheek. Getting to my feet, I go to Nick. “This pack is my life now, and if it means going against my job to keep my pack safe, I will. Whatever you choose to do with Chris, I don’t want to know, but I won’t ask questions.”
Nick nods.
“Let’s let the big bad bikers handle this.” Nova takes my hand. “Let me show you around.” Nova pauses at the door. “Oh, and if anyone fucks with Tucker, I will be telling them you are his Alpha. Is that okay?”
Nick takes a deep breath and nods. “Yes. If they fuck with Tucker, tell them to come see me.”
Nova grins, and I can’t help it when my heart feels like it’s fucking exploding.
Maybe things between me and Nick will work out, after all. I hope so because I’ve already fallen hard for Nova, and I know I’m going to fall hard for the asshole Alpha president. I can already feel it in my soul.
Chapter 27
Nova
“So, you’re just going to be hanging out at your place for the week?” I ask Tucker on the phone, pouting as I stare at the man tied to a chair.
Some of the MC men snatched Chris from his bed in the middle of the night last night. They brought him to one of the warehouses on the property where my Alphas are taking care of business. Not gonna lie, it’s kind of hot. I’m getting this power rush of arousal seeing my men getting ready to go all murdery.
“My boss thinks I’m in the middle of my heat; if I’m walking around they’re going to ask questions. But, if you want to come over you’re more than welcome.”
“Okay.” I smile, biting my lip as my stomach flutters. I miss him already. When Tucker came to the clubhouse yesterday to tell us about Chris, I was over the fucking moon that Nick and Tucker pretty much called a truce. I’m glad my big grumpy Alpha can see that Tucker isn’t the enemy, it’s this fucker right here.
Now we can finally start to move forward. Well, after Chris dies. No loose ends.
“Once the guys are done here, I’ll have Nick drive me over.”
Tucker is quiet for a moment. “Do you have him?” he asks in a soft voice.
“Do you wanna know? You said you wanted to know nothing about any of this.”
“You’re right, I don’t. Okay, I’ll let you go. See you soon. I’m making you pizza.”
“Homemade pizza.” I moan. “Yes, I want that.”
He chuckles. “Any preferences?”
“Mushroom and onion with lots of cheese.”
“You got it, Angel.”
We hang up and I shove my phone into my pocket. “Sorry about that, I was making dinner plans. You’re driving us to our Omega’s by the way. We’re going to have a sleepover." I tell Nick.
Nick rolls his eyes. “Whatever, can we get this over with?”
“Now, now.” Ian says. “Can’t we have some fun with this one?”
