“Like you’d do me?” I snap, glaring at him.
Darius barks out a laugh. “No chance.”
He gets near the door, and I ask him to talk to her on my behalf. “Tell her I’m sorry.”
The last thing I see is Dare tipping his head, letting me know he heard.
I spend the next few hours reviewing security tapes and the deed that Heidi got Pack Lowly to sign. There’s no way that document should have been signed. I mean, I get what Darius was saying, but by signing it, she has them so fucking set up I nearly feel bad for them. But I don’t.
And then I try to work, but realistically all I do is watch Darius appear in her room before he grabs another pillow and climbs on the bed and holds her tight.
ChapterThirty-Six
DARIUS
Getting past her security still takes patience and effort. Which only confirms how good this team is, but they’re no match for me. Or should I say us.
I find Ramses sitting with his back against a tree, her window the only thing in his view. Instead of sitting down with him, shooting the shit and bonding about our horrific choices, I scare the fuck out of him before walking past him to the window we’ve been using as access.
I push the small jammer against the copper threads, interrupting the electric pulse of the security system active on all the doors and windows at the estate. I only need a second or two and I’m unjamming it and locking it up again. Just in case my older brother decides he wants cuddles too.
Climbing in, I have to take a second to lean back against the window, to sink into her scent. This side of the house is getting so saturated it smells like an apple orchard in full bloom. It also makes me think good, healthy things. It makes my body feel some pretty debauched things. Either way, I take my moment and still the frantic black hole that eats at me. My guilt is a living and vicious thing. I get I deserve it, sometimes it just floors me how deep and black it is.
Not that I need the reminder I did her bad, but my Alpha side wants me to suffer right along with her. I squeeze my eyes shut and sit it out until it lets off and then I make my way through to where she is. Satisfied she’s nice and safe, I kick off my shoes and crawl over the floor and barely get a knee on the mattress.
“Go away,” she spits.
And I nearly hit the roof, having a goddamn fucking heart-attack.
“Jesus, little moon,” I splutter, “you literally scared the shit out of me.” I say tentatively not waiting for her to throw me out. I lay down behind her and spoon up close. Heidi’s usual scent is off. “How’d you know I was here?”
She’s stiff like a board as I all but curl around her. “Darius, please, I have the worst headache. I don’t have the energy for you and your lies.”
“I’ve come to fix your headache,” I offer. I reach up for her. A drive to comfort her riding my ass pretty hard.
“Come to make it worse, more like.” She stops talking the instant I rake my nails over her scalp.
She freezes up on me, her breathing picking up, making her pant with fear.
“It’s me, Heidi,” I whisper, not moving an inch. “It’s me.” I perfume, I purr, I shuffle closer, I do everything I can to tell her it’s me. And I definitely don’t move a muscle of my hand, which is still buried in her hair. “It’s me.”
It takes a couple of seconds until she’s back. But she doesn’t look over at me, and her voice is barely audible. “Yeah, well you’re not my favourite Alpha right now, in case you missed that.”
“I know.”
“Why?” She says so, so, so quietly she splits me in two. And then she eviscerates me. “I thought I was yours.”
“You are mine.” I growl.
“I never thought anyone could hurt me as much as you and your brothers did, Darius. I don’t think I want to be yours anymore.”
“We did it because we knew where you’d be. Drugging you meant you’d be tucked safely away, none the wiser.”
She snarls. “You must have been disappointed your plan backfired.”
“You’ve got no idea.”
“I don’t care,” she says, and I can feel the sincerity in her words.
