“Good girl.” He praised me and I moaned as his knot expanded fully behind my pelvic bone like a small fist. He was only able to move in small shallow strokes but that was all I needed to come again. Leon grunted one final time and filled me with his cum, my orgasm flashed behind my eyelids bright white before everything went dark and I blacked out.
39
Two weeks after our ‘family talk’ a cell phone was delivered to me by courier mail. We’d reluctantly left the Sausalito house and had returned to the San Francisco house. We’d all gone back to work and spent the evenings with Eloise who was practically a different person these days, her smiles and affection were easy to come by. She usually moved from bed to bed each night or would fall asleep on the couch cuddled up to whoever was home. She couldn’t get enough of our touch and it was like we were sunflowers turning our faces towards her sun.
Lincoln took a few days off of work after making contact with an FBI agent by the name of Jacob Collins. He was about my height and was also black, his skin a few shades darker than my own. His hair was also longer and curly and despite his baby-faced looks he was a serious man who’d quickly understood how deep we were into the situation at hand. He’d come to the house to meet with us and had taken notes while everyone told them everything. I had desperately wanted to confess then and there about my involvement with Volkov but my cowardice had taken over again and I’d remained quiet.
Gage, Ric and Leon were scolded by Collins and he took custody of Dimitri Volkov who had spent over two months involuntarily imprisoned in the basement of the Russo building. Luckily for us he had several warrants out for his arrest and was one the country’s most wanted list so Collins considered it a ‘citizen's arrest’. It hadn’t taken very long for them to flip the man against his uncle. All Collins would say about the situation was: “People generally say they would give up anything for a relative. But once the reality sets in they tend to change their minds.” Which was incredibly ominous.
Things had started to move very quickly on the FBI’s front with Pack Russo’s help and it looked like they were beginning to circle around Volkov and his organization—something they had previously been unable to do. It looked as if Volkov had spent so much time focused on ruining Russo Enterprises that he’d gotten careless.
For a bit I was starting to become optimistic about the situation.
That was until the courier had knocked on the door and had me sign for a parcel with no return address.
I’d taken it into my bedroom and shut the door behind me. With trembling fingers I tore open the box and inside sat a fully charged burner cell phone with 1 new message.
I really did not want to open the message, I had a sinking feeling that it was going to change everything. I could hear Eloise’s laughter downstairs followed by Gage’s deep voice and Owen’s higher pitched shout as they played around. I knew that by looking at the cellphone, there was no going back.
I unlocked the phone and opened the message and my world crashed around me.
I was perched on Gage’s lap as I watched Link, Owen and Leon face off in Mario Kart. I’d been laughing so much that my cheeks were starting to hurt. I leaned into Gage’s wide chest and nearly purred as he began to knead at the knots in my back, my body going slack with pleasure as Link shouted at Leon for deploying a turtle shell just as he made it into the lead.
“It’s the name of the game Lincoln Sawyer the angry lawyer.” Leon bragged as he pushed on the joysticks to take Princess Peach around the bend of the track. The running joke that everyone had begun to tease Link with was the fact that he’d chosen his new last name and it’d happened to rhyme with his career of choice. Some highlights of the joke were, “Lincoln Sawyer the hungry hungry lawyer”, “Lincoln Sawyer the grumpy lawyer” and my personal favorite, “Lincoln Sawyer the fabulous lawyer”. It was just one of the many ways that Link had begun to fit into our pack like he’d always been there.
We’d gone out to lunch and dinner one-on-one filling each other in on everything that had happened over the past thirteen years. I told him all about the omega academy, ballet and most importantly Tibby. We’d even facetimed with her and he was read the riot act by my best friend until she ended it with, ‘I’m really happy for you Ellie.’ We’d both nearly cried—I don’t know when we both became such sappy women but irregardless if Tibby was happy for me, then I was happy for me too.
I’d also met Link’s boss Aria and her pack. I’d never met a female alpha before and I wasn’t sure what to expect. But I was pleasantly surprised at her personality, she was forceful and confident but she seemed more relaxed than most alphas that I met. Theo and Matteo were a trip—Theo was a quieter alpha who reminded me a bit of Gage, he was more reserved with people he didn’t know and Matteo was the opposite. The man charmed everyone who was around him, myself included. He’d made sure to make it known that if things didn’t work out with my pack that he’d be first in line to court me. Both of his packmates had given him sharp pinches and I let him know that while I was flattered I wasn’t in the market for a new pack. I had one already.
Madeline also came over to the house a few times over the last two weeks to help me paint and decorate my bedroom, we’d chosen a calm lilac and had taken the bed out and had replaced it with a cozy nest style bed that looked like a huge wicker box and sat in the middle of the room, the inside was wall-to-wall cushions and we’d filled it with blankets and pillows. I still preferred my attic nest but the memory of all of the nesting spots at the Sausalito house made me want to add more to our main house. It was crazy how I now considered this place my home when almost four months ago I was convinced that it would be temporary. The San Francisco Omega Academy’s tactics and policies were problematic at the best of times but I guess they knew what they were doing when they paired us up—not that I would ever tell them that.
We’d even managed to get a handle on the Volkov situation by talking to Link’s friend Theo’s FBI contact. Jacob Collins was an overly serious agent who seemed exasperated by Leon and the rest of the pack’s way of dealing with Volkov. We’d been given strict instructions to ‘stay out of it’ at this point.
Things were goingreallywell.
So I guess it was no surprise to me when Dominic walked in, all of the color washed from his face and neck and a look of horror on his face. He had a cell phone that I’d never seen gripped in his hand. Leon paused the video game and muted the TV and all of our eyes were on Dominic who looked like a stay wind would blow him right over.
“Dom?” Concern filled my voice as I scrambled out of Gage’s lap and crossed the room and placed my hands on either side of his face, his skin was cool and clammy underneath my touch, “What’s wrong, are you sick?”
Dominic shook his head, “No,mon coeur, I am not sick. But I am sorry in advance for what is about to happen.”
Confusion filled me as he pressed a gentle, fleeting kiss to my forehead before moving past me to face the rest of the pack who were all sitting on the huge sectional.
He held the phone out for everyone to see, “I received this phone in the mail this morning. On it is a text message with a picture of my grandmother tied up and bruised.”
We were dead silent as we digested the information and Dominic didn’t wait for us to say anything before continuing.
“The cell phone was sent to me by Alexei Vokov. Alexei Volkov appears to have kidnapped my grandmother from her home in France and brought her to San Francisco.” Dominic sounded numb, as if he wasn’t fully present.
“Why,” Leon spoke first, slowly as if he already knew the answer, “Why the hell would Volkov take your grandmother, Dominic.”
I held my breath, waiting for his answer, my instincts screaming at me that something bad was about to happen.
“Because I am the mole.”
40
Leon lunged at Dominic, his fist connecting with Dominic’s cheek with a sickening crunch as the taller man crumbled onto the floor.
