Because I’m not stupid enough to tell her all that, I bite my tongue and shake my head. “No,” I rasp, clearing my throat. “That’s all.”
“Then if that’s all, I’llbe going.” She gets to her feet. “I’m safe, cared for, and happy. No need to worry. If you want to tell my mother anything, tell her that. Oh, and that I hope she doesn’t like, die or something.” She waves her hand.
“Will do.” I nod.
Getting to my feet, I step around the table and open the door for her. “Have a good day, Miss Brooks. We’ll be seeing each other again, I’m sure.”
She looks at me oddly while she passes me. “How about we don’t?” she says. “I’m not a fan of cops.”
And as she turns her back to me, that's when it hits me. I smell it. Her candy cane and chocolate scent almost smothers the hint of gingerbread snickerdoodle. But not enough.
My whole body flushes, all the blood rushing to my cock as I let out a low whimper. In a panic, I step back in the room, closing the door behind me.
“No, no, no,” I whine. “This cannot be happening.”
I collapse heavily into the chair. I’m so fucked. So royally fucked.
This literally is the worst thing that could have ever happened to me.
The Alphas I’ve been trying to bring down for months, trying to get any information that would help get them locked up... yeah, well, fuck me, because one of them just so happens to be my scent match.
This changes everything. Every fucking thing. I just don’t know how exactly at this moment.
First things first, find out which Alpha it is. Maybe we can work out a plea deal. If they rat out their brothers and agree to be with me, maybe even Nova, they could avoid jail time?
Yes, I’m aware of how fucking stupid that sounds. Don’t judge me. I’m having a mental breakdown, okay?
I’m so fucked. And not in a fun way.
Chapter 13
Nova
I wait until I’m out of the police station and down the street before I pull my phone out and call the guys. My heart pounds in my chest as I listen to the ringing. Not in fear, fuck that, but in anger. That asshole who snatched me up off the street to bring me here is gonna get a good kick in the fucking nuts next time I see him.
Well, maybe not physically because I’m not looking to get arrested—I’m too pretty for jail—but I’ll give him a nice verbal lashing, that's for sure.
Detective Davis knows something. I don’t know what, but I know he was trying to get me to talk about my Alphas and their... extracurricular activities.
I deserve brownie points for the lie I came up with on the spot. You would think the guys and I would have worked out a story about how we became a pack, but nope.
I guess this just proves how much it was needed.
“Joyrider,” Nick grunts, answering the phone.
“You’re not Ian,” I mutter. “What are you doing with his phone?”
“Where are you?” he demands. “You should have been back an hour ago.”
“Aww, you care,” I coo mockingly. “Well, about that. I was on my way back to the truck, when someone decided to stalk me, then snatch me off the street. FYI, it’s not at all as hot as it was when you three did it by the way.”
“What!” he roars on the other end. “You were fucking kidnapped?”
“Now you care?” I huff. “Didn’t seem to think it was a bad idea when you did it to me.”
“Nova,” he growls, low and dangerous.
“It was a slight kidnapping. Is it even really kidnapping if they brought me to a police station?”
