He’s not my Alpha. Thank fucking god he’s not my Alpha.
“I didn’t do that,” I promise. “That was one of the other officers. Well, the snatching her off the street thing. Something I don’t agree with, by the way.”
“But you felt the need to press Nova about us, why?” He narrows his eyes, nostrils flaring. “What do you want with us?”
I did want to put you and your brothers behind bars to further my career but now I’ve given all that up for a chance at being a part of your pack.
I think it but I don’t say that. Not unless I want to be laughed at then have my ass kicked.
I’m as big as he is, but he’s an Alpha. Yes, I’m a cop. I have training for this. I could take him down if I wanted to, but that wouldn’t help my case.
“Nothing, I promise.” Not a lie. At least not now.
“Bullshit.” He pulls me forward before smashing me back into the wall. “If you fuck with my Omega again, I’ll kill you.” He smiles, and fuck, it’s kind of terrifying. “Got it?”
“You do know you're threatening an officer of the law, right?”Damn it, Tucker. Not the time.
“My brothers might be more careful when it comes to the law, but I’m not.” He laughs lowly. “I follow through on my promises. What are you going to do, arrest me? Go on. Do it.”
“I’m not going to arrest you.” Even though I could with what he just said.
He narrows his eyes. “You’re too pretty. I don’t like it. I don’t likeyou.”
Well, that takes me off guard. “Ah, thanks? I think...”
“Pretty people are always up to no good.”
“So does that mean you’re up to no good?”
“Huh?” His brows furrow.
“Well, you’re not bad looking yourself.”
His lips lift into a smile. “Well damn, Detective Davis, do you think I’m pretty?” he laughs.
My cheeks heat. Damn it, I walked right into that one.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“So you’re saying I’m not pretty?” he growls, his smile falling.
“That’s not what I said.”
“So I’m pretty?”
“Yes, fine, you’re pretty.”
“Thanks, pretty boy.” He taps my cheek roughly letting me go. “I still don’t like you,” he repeats, stepping back.
“That much I can tell.”
“I’m watching you.” He does that thing with his fingers, pointing to his eyes then to me. “Always watching.”
“Uh. Tucker?” The girl from the counter calls my name. “Your order is ready.”
Ian stares me down as I rush over to get my things and leave.
Once I’m in my car, I let out a sigh, close my eyes, and lean my head back against the head rest.
