“Her brother.”
Their eyes widen a little, and they turn to me.
“Her pack.”
“You've got a pack already? It’s only been a couple of weeks. You damn who-”
“Finish that sentence, I dare you,” Mack growls and flexes slightly.
I frown. “We’ve been a pack forever.”
“That’s not possible.This piece of-”
“Watch your mouth!” I bark, and the whole street falls silent under my bark.
He subsides, swallowing hard.
“This omega had no one. She was alone,” the in-charge alpha says smugly.
I shake my head. “She hasn’t been alone a day in her life; she was just lost.”
The alpha in charge scrapes his hand through his hair and stalks towards us. “Regardless of whom she belongs to-”
“She belongs to herself. Omegas aren’t property, you muppet!” Asher snarls.
When the sandy-haired alpha snarls, Asher is backed by a sudden, fierce, and furious Felix, Milton, and Franco.
“She broke the law. She stole a vehicle that cost a substantial amount of money and a dog that we had given to our omega.”
“He was mine. You gave him to me!” Sofia shouts.
“You have no proof,” the alpha says with an oily smirk. “We have the vet bills, the proof of purchase.”
Damn. That is an issue. I look at Elijah, and I can see him thinking rapidly.
“You can’t have him.”
“He’s just a dog; go and get another one,” the alpha says dismissively.
The crowd watches on, people recording.
“He’s my dog!” she shouts.
“No, legally, he’s ours.”
I watch her out of the corner of my eye. She looks desperate, and a desperate Sofia is never a good thing. I tighten my hand around her wrist.
“Trust me,” I murmur.
She stares at the side of my face. “I will not lose him.”
Right, that’s the line in the sand. She won’t give him up, and I won’t give her up. Which means we come out of this intact and living in Sunshine or we go on the run from the law.
I glance at Mack and Elijah, who nod slightly.
No hesitation.
“Call us Pack Outlaw, then,” Elijah whispers.
