“I’ll just get out of your hair.”
Then the door opened and my stomach lurched at the sight of a familiar form.
“Myke?”
“Yeah?”
“Could you stay with me for a few minutes while I finish my drink?” I swallowed hard as Otto ambled toward a bar stool several feet from me. “I’d rather not be alone.”
Myke’s brow twitched as he followed my gaze, but he settled down on the stool the strange Alpha wanted to claim, his muscular form blocking most of me from Otto’s view. “Of course, I will,” Myke agreed gently. “You just let me know when you’re ready to go and I’ll walk you out, yeah?”
“I’d appreciate that.”
~*~
Otto
The fucker was sitting entirely too close to Dex. Even worse, he kepttouchinghim like he had some sort of right to my..totheOmega.
There was no way Dex’s dads would be okay with this prick pawing their son, but they weren’t there to protect him, so I did what I knew they would want- I shoved to my feet and lumbered over to the two men.
“Get your fucking hands off him,” I snarled.
Dex’s head jerked up, his jaw dropping in shock, but the other Alpha just leveled a cool stare at me and rolled his eyes.
“Dex doesn’t object to my hands on him,” the prick said cooly, dropping his hand to squeeze Dex’s knee, “so I don’t see what business it is of yours, anyway.” He raised a brow at me. “Otto, right?” When I nodded, he shook his head. “Don’t knowif you remember me. I’m Myke Kravets. And I’m not sure why you’re hassling us.”
As he spoke, the tart scent of distressed Omega pheromones began to tickle my nose along with the oddest fresh tinge. I rolled it around in my throat for a minute before realizing what I was scenting and spinning to stare at Dex. “You’repregnant?”
The color drained from Dex’s face and he lurched on his stool, he would have fallen but MykefuckingKravets caught him with a gentle arm around his waist. “And if he is?”
“You work fucking fast, don’t you?” I growled, fighting back the bear who was more than willing to go back to prison if I just let him out to end this jerk. “No one even knows you’re together and you’ve fucking knocked him up?”
“Otto, you need to go sit down.” The bartender’s voice was low and deadly. “You’re causing a fucking scene and I don’t run that kind of place.”
“What kind of place?” I demanded, turning my scowl on her. “These two are all but fucking in front of God and everyone but I can’t question the intentions of the fucker?”
“Oh, my God,” Dex hissed under his breath. “We are not doing anything, he just patted my knee! Would youpleasego sit down? This is not how I wanted everyone to find out!”
Great. It wasn’t enough that the bartender was glaring at me or that Myke Kravets was visibly amused, now Dex was mad at me, too. Couldn’t he see that I was just trying to look out for him?
“Fine,” I huffed. “If you don’t want my help, I’ll call your folks.” The more I thought about it, the better that idea sounded. “They can take care ofthis.”
“Don’t you fuckingdare,” Dex snarled, his face going from white to an alarming shade of bright red concerningly fast.
“That’s enough,” the bartender snapped, raising her hand to summon the two werewolf bouncers from their spots by the doors. “Get Otto the hell out of here and put him on the suspension list for two weeks.”
Suspended? I was being suspended from a bar for trying to protect Dex? Talk about overreaching bullshit!
“Wait! You can’t do that!” I argued, dragging my feet against the floor as the two massive werewolves snapped a silver cuff on my wrist. “If I have to leave, I’m taking Dex with me!”
“The hell you are,” Myke fucking Kravets snapped, his hand still laying possessively on Dex’s knee. “The only way he’s leaving with you is if he chooses to.” He gentled his voice and turned to Dex. “Do you want to go with him?”
Dex swallowed hard and shook his head before responding in a voice much smaller than normal. “No. I don’t want to leave with him.”
“Then that’s all there is to it,” the bartender said, gesturing for the bouncers to get on with removing me.
A few minutes of scuffling later, I was on the outside looking in through the massive plate glass windows as that fucking Kravet’s Alpha comforted the Omega that should have been mine.
