Tucker: Fine. But if I die, tell my mom and dad I loved them.
Rolling my eyes, I shove my keys and phone into my little black purse and hop out of the truck.
I’m looking and feeling good today. Ian got me this new black leather jacket with pink stitching. My hair is up in a high pony and I’m wearing skinny jeans, a white crop top and knee high leather boots.
“Wow,” Tucker says in awe as he steps around the truck to meet me.
“You like?” I laugh, spinning around in a circle.
“I don’t think this is a good idea."
My smile drops. “Why not?”
“Because your Alpha is going to be able to smell my perfume. Badly,” he groans, adjusting himself subtly.
A smile creeps onto my lips. “Did I make you hard?”
“No,” he says quickly, cheeks turning pink.
“It’s okay, Tuck, I won’t judge you. If anything, I’m honored.” I wink. “Now, come on and be a good boy.” I hold out my hand.
His eyes fill with heat, his perfume filling the air. English Toffee. Yum.
Seems like my Omega here likes to be called a good boy. This is going to be so much fun!
Tucker takes my hand, swallowing hard. “You’re not going to let him kill me, are you?” he asks me as we head into the shop.
“Nah. We can cover up a lot, but the murder of a cop is not something we want to deal with if we don’t have to.”
“You’re joking, right?”
“Maybe.” I shrug, looking up at him with a playful smirk. “Or maybe not.”
It’s a Sunday morning, so the shop is empty. It’s supposed to be closed but since the night we were here, when Will opened up to me about everything, he’s been spending less time at the clubhouse and more time here.
The morning after, when I woke up and everything came flooding back, I had to run to the bathroom to puke. I never cried so hard in my life. Thinking of what that vile bitch did to my Alpha, my sweet, loving, kind Alpha, had me going down to the clubhouse looking to kill her.
I was going to do it. I took one of Nick’s guns too. I was seething, ready to fucking explode. Only she wasn’t fucking there.
Turns out, my Alpha went back to the compound and forced her to leave.
That's not good enough for me, though. She shouldn’t be kicked off the compound, she should be fucking dead.
I lost it on Will. The only way he could calm me down was to pull me away from everyone and eat me out until I was boneless. Then he fucked me, knotted me, and took me home.
I’m glad, because I was causing a scene and I didn’t want Rica or the other kids to see that. I was just so fucking angry.
The guys asked me what set me off, and I told them it was just me hating Julia so much. I didn’t tell the guys about what Will told me.
Will didn’t tell me if the guys knew or not, but the fact that the cunt is still breathing tells me they don’t know. If they did, I know Nick and Ian would have taken great pleasure in making her pay.
I told Will I’d respect his decision, but if she ever steps foot, not only on the compound, but in this town again, I will kill her.
I don’t even care if I’d be taking a life. She hurt my Alpha, so I’ll fucking end her.
Will opening up to me has changed everything between us, in the best way. He’s no longer closed off, opening up more and showing me his softer side. I’m fucking head over heels for this man. Ian is pouty because he liked being my favorite. I told him there’s no favorites, that I love both of them the same. Then Nick asked what about him and I gave him a look. He’s never told me he loves me, and half the time I think he wants to strangle me. He just growled in response and stormed away like a big baby. Sorry, but grow some balls and tell me. I know I love him, I love all of them, but I’m not going to be the first one to say it. Not after everything he’s put me through. He still has some groveling to do and I’m gonna make him work for it.
Heading in through the front office, I guide Tucker to the garage. “Will!” I call out. “You here?”
