Carys shifted her attention to his partner, who laid her hand on his arm, leaning in close to say something just for his ears. He shot her a death glare, then shook her hand off so violently that she stumbled away, barely maintaining her balance.
Definitely more than work colleagues.
“Do you have an arrest warrant for him?” Prowler asked. “Until you do, he’s not going anywhere with you. If there’s anything further, you can contact his lawyer,” Prowler held out a white card, feeding it through the fence.
Todd leaned into the fence and spoke to Monster, ignoring the card.
“Stay away from my fiancé or I’ll be back … and I’ll be taking one of your fucking criminals with me every time I do.”
Carys was shocked, but she didn’t miss the hurt and anger that crossed his partner’s face before she turned on her heels and strode back to the squad car.
The situation was out of control. She had to do something before Monster or his club suffered anymore because of her. She stormed toward the fence, but her approach was shielded from Todd’s view by the Kings broad backs.
“Smile, Officer Glenn, you’re on Candid Camera,” Prowler said as he pointed toward the guard shack.
She couldn’t see Todd’s face, but she could imagine it. He’d basically admitted to a camera that he wasn’t there on official police business, but he was pretending to be.
Monster stepped closer to the fence, nose to nose with her ex, and growled at Todd. “She’s not your anything, pig. She’s mine, and I protect what’s mine. If I see you again, I’ll consider that a direct threat and react accordingly.”
Carys got to Monster’s side just in time to see him spit through the fence into Todd’s face.
“You fucking s—” Todd raged, but when his eyes landed on her, he abruptly stopped. His entire attitude shifted in less than a second.
“Carys, sweetheart. What are you doing here?” His tone was sickly sweet; it was that total shift that was scary though.
Even his eyes went from furious to happy, his posture more relaxed.
Todd was literally two different people.
“Why don’t you head over to your place, and you can get packed up. I can arrange for movers tomorrow after our cake tasting.”
“Movers? Cake tasting?” What was he talking about?
“Oh, yes. I called that bakery you loved, and they can fit us in for a cake tasting tomorrow.”
He rubbed the back of his neck in a shy way she used to find attractive, but now it was scary as shit. “I wanted to show you I can share the burden of planning our big day,”
Carys’s face went pale; he was fucking delusional. Monster wrapped his arm around her, shifting her behind him as much as he could with her clinging on for dear life.
Monster rattled the gate, demanding Todd’s attention. “If you don’t leave right fucking now, I will grant your fucking death wish.” Monster spoke with an air of calm menace.
Todd glared at Monster before shifting his focus back to Carys. “Are?—”
“No,” Monster roared. “You don’t look at her, you don’t talk to her, you don’t even fucking think about her.”
There was more to Monster’s threat, she was sure. But it was his partner’s pained voice that caught their attention.
“You promised.” At some point she must’ve came back from the car, but Carys hadn’t noticed her standing there. She was too caught up in Todd’s craziness to care.
Todd looked from his partner, then back to Carys. “Fine,” he mumbled before dropping his voice to a whisper that was almost inaudible. “Melody, it is.”
Turning on his heel and catching Melody by her elbow, he practically dragged her to the car.
Carys let out a shaky breath, and Monster wrapped her in his warm embrace.
“That … that is not the same man I knew.” Even she heard the disbelief in her voice.
“Yeah,” Prowler agreed. “That one isn’t done. We need to bring this to the table ASAP.”
