Page 106 of Knot Letting You Go


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“Do you really think you can force a bond, and that it will help?”

The bile rises in my stomach, hearing what I think I already knew. But despite it, there’s a part of me pretty relieved too, knowing Talon does know that these two have just signed their death sentences. I can’t think about if people were actually hurt or worse, instead I focus on how four bullets is not enough to stop my alpha, or my dad.

“Yeah,” Reid answers, and I can tell he’s not looking at me. His voice is quieter. “Where are we going?”

“I think I saw a bike a couple of blocks back jump on our tail, I’ll just take the off ramp up here to check, it’s no biggie, the ramp on is only a mile down the road anyway.”

“Stick to the plan, Talon,” Reid barks.

“You should have stuck to the plan and let me get her and bring her to you, like we agreed,” Talon bites back.

“Time’s running out.”

“For her or you?”

“Yeah well, not her. Pack Commissioner Mitchelton agrees too, good call on going to him. How’d you know he’d help?”

“Intuition, I guess since he’s friends with your father.” Talon does this weird hum, his voice a little louder, like he’s talking over his shoulder. “You sleeping better yet? What about your headaches?”

“Not your concern,” Reid snaps back.

“Yeah, you get that it kind of is my concern, right? Being cooped up in the car with you is like a stressful situation, is it not?”

Reid’s phone rings again, and I stop listening to him ranting to slowly piece the dots together. I purposely lock down Talon’s duplicity because it’s too fucking painful, but Reid’s issue is clear as day. The stupid fuck has ADV, and I’d put all the money in Koz’s bank account that he was for some reason being denied access to Omara. I knew I was onto something asking Heidi to do her research, at least in the worst case she’ll have something concrete to pin on the Anders family.

With Reid on the phone again, I use the time to see if my body is indeed out of commission like Talon suggested. I go to move, and he starts this weird tongue clicking before he begins to whistle again. He does it repeatedly getting faster and faster before I realise it’s the same fucking song again. Patience.

“I get it,” I mutter under my breath. Interestingly, despite Reid not hearing, I hear a small chuckle from the front. I’m pretty sure I don’t imagine it.

“Reid, can you check the left side, about three cars back. I think there’s a bike but it’s riding up the van’s ass so it’s hard to see. I’ll switch lanes and give you a second or two.” Talon interrupts Reid, and I bounce on the seat when Reid’s weight shifts.

This time I’m pretty sure I hear Talon hissing under his breath. I can’t really question it, and then he makes things really fucking hard when he guns the car over a couple of lanes of traffic, and I slide over the seat even more.

Opening my eyes, Reid is completely facing away from me, and I have to hope Talon’s not such a dirty rat that he’d set me up, not that I have much time to wonder, I make a lunge for my gun and snag it just as Talon cuts back over the traffic.

“What the fuck? Do you even have a driver’s license?”

“Did you see anyone following us, Reid? Don’t worry about my driving, I’m trying to make it easy for you. I’d prefer not to have to explain why we’re in a stolen vehicle with an omega handcuffed and chained to the son of one of our state governors.”

“Cap will sort it.”

“We’re not in his precinct right now, Reid. Let’s not be doing anything to jinx this. Did you get what?”

“Get what?”

Talon ignores him for a moment and slows the car right down. “Reid, come on buddy, I need to rely on you for this part. Did you see anyone tailing us?”

“No. All good. I’ll keep an eye out.”

I legit feel the moment Reid looks down at me. Every part of me reacts too. It’s like scraping sandpaper over your skin.

“Why can’t I catch her scent? She is an omega, right?” Reid asks, just as he jabs a finger into me. And thank Unity for all those acting lessons, even the meditation lessons are being tested. Even with the lessons, how I don’t move I have no clue.

“Hey? Reid, we were talking about what we’re doing and what’s happening next a second ago.”

Reid jabs me again, as he answers. “Yeah, well by the looks of it, she’s as fucking broken as she looks. It would have saved us all a lot if she’d just died in hospital.”

I’m a little surprised that I don’t get flooded by a sea of hurt at Reid’s asshole comment. Although maybe it’s like King said, he’s always been a cunt and deep down I’ve always known that, but I’ve been holding on to a notion that he’d man up and become the person I used to dream of endlessly.