“What do you want, Jimmy?” Cass jumps in, his forceful tone cutting straight to the point.
Jimmy shifts, irritation flaring across his face for a split second, before he pulls it back under control. He straightens, posture tightening. “Your knee looks rough.” He eyes Cass’s leg, and my eyes dart to Cass.
The pack alpha looks enraged, his dark eyes narrowed right at Jimmy’s face.
“Anyway,” Jimmy shifts nervously, before looking up atWarren. “I just came to let you know I handled everything from last night.”
The room goes very still.
“Everything’s beendisposed,” he adds, lingering on the word like he’s trying to pass along some private understanding. But there’s zero subtlety to it. No discretion. Just Jimmy saying it out loud in the middle of our kitchen like that’s acceptable.
Cass’s jaw tightens. Warren’s head snaps up.
My stomach drops, and I feel my shoulders tense without meaning to. I know what my pack does for a living. But this is our home. And Tansy is standing right here.
You don’t talk about shit like this in front of an omega.
“You donottalk about business in my home,” Cass says, low and furious, every word controlled. “Ever.”
Jimmy opens his mouth, but Warren cuts in, voice sharp. “You’re done. Get out.” Then he growls deep and loud. “Now.”
Tansy makes a small sound, and I glance over at her. She’s frozen in place, eyes wide, fear plain on her face. Grason reacts instantly. He steps in front of her and lifts a hand, guiding her back until she’s tucked safely behind his broad frame. I want to run to her, but I’d have to cut between Cass and Jimmy, and youneverget in between two angry alphas.
“Look,” Jimmy lifts his hands, as if to surrender. “I didn’t mean anything by that. I just?—”
“Get out!” Cass roars, standing up abruptly. His chair jerks backward, hitting the floor with a loud crack.
Jimmy lets out a short, nervous laugh, the sound sharp and breathy like he can’t quite believe this is happening. “Seriously?”
“Yes,” Warren says. “Right now.”
Jimmy looks between them, clearly realizing he’s miscalculated. He scoffs, mutters something under his breath, then starts toward the door at a pace that’s just slow enough to be irritating.
“Gray,” Cass grits his teeth. “Get him the fuck out of here.”
Jimmy hears that and starts to walk faster, but it’s too late. Grason is already moving toward the jerk. He grabs Jimmy by the collar and hauls him the rest of the way out of the kitchen without a word. Jimmy yelps in surprise, stumbling to keep his feet under him as Grason drags him into the hallway.
We hear a faint “Can I just talk to Warren for a second?” then a door slams shut on the other side of the house.
The second the house goes quiet, I move to Tansy. I slip an arm around her shoulders and pull her in close. When I talk, I keep my voice gentle and upbeat, like I can pull the happiness back into the room. “Hey,” I say with a small smile. “How about we grab some snacks and go hang out in your nest for a bit?”
Thankfully, that seems to make her happy.
Tansy exhales softly, the tension easing out of her shoulders as she leans into me. “That would be lovely,” she says.
“Okay,” I tell her, then glance over at Warren. “Would you mind bringing up some snacks?”
Warren quickly smiles, but it's very forced. “Of course,” he manages to say very calmly. “I’ll be right up.”
Relieved, I take Tansy’s hand, then guide her toward the living room.
I’m focused on one simple thing right now: getting our omega somewhere quiet and safe.
The Nesting Room
Tansy
We’ve been tuckedinto my nest for a few hours now.
