I stare at him.
“Why… Why would you do this for him?” I almost whisper, eyes closing as guilt gnaws at my stomach. “No. This can’t happen. We can’t… I can’t… Rue loves his job. I can’t be the reason he loses it…”
“Revea.” Val’s even closer, fingers catching the edge of my hips. “Look at us.”
I shake my head.
Luc laughs softly. “Come on, Ve. Let us explain.”
Slowly, I open my eyes. The twins are now on either side of me, towering, our bodies too close.
“When your brother asked for a security detail, we had no available agents. We still don’t,” Val explains, tone low, so naturally soothing. “He showed us the CCTV footage, told us a little about you, and Luc offered to step in.”
The back of Luc’s hand brushes down my arm. “Then I dragged this one in as soon as he came home from a stint in the Middle East.”
My mouth parts. “You made your brother come deal with traumatised omegas on his first day back?”
“That was my choice,” Val answers. “I wanted to meet you.”
His gaze doesn’t leave mine when he says it. Not teasing like Luc’s, not amused. Just steady, intent, his alpha right there.
Oh no. My omega is rolling over in absolute delight at those few small words. This alpha has been away for a month, with no home comforts, and the first day back, he decides to come here.
Because he wanted to meet me.
The room goes quiet.
“That… that is…” I swallow, telling my omega to calm the fuck down.
But Luc’s breath brushes my neck, riling her right back up. “We might be Rue’s bosses, but technically, you’reours.” His nose skims my pulse as Val’s fingers trace my ribs. “Soif there’s anything you want…” His lips catch my throat. My eyes slip shut. “…orneed—”
There’s a knock at my door, and two snarling alphas respond.
Val’s hand closes around my waist, pulling me behind him while Luc steps forward, shoulders squared towards the door.
“Stop!” I whisper sharply, finally slipping away from them as the door opens.
The snarling stops.
“Hey, Re. Just thought I’d come and… oh.” Rue’s gaze bounces from me to the brothers and back. “Bad timing?”
Luciano
It took about thirty seconds to stop being angry at Rue for interrupting us, because after that, his sister launched into a verbal attack that was nothing but entrancing to witness.
Val and I are slouched on the leather sofa, eating the food Revea brought us, watching her lay into her brother. Every so often, I’ll chip in with the odd comment that has him cursing me under his breath.
When there’s another knock at the door, I’m almost hopeful it’s her other brother, but Joshua, the male omega who told me about the leaky sink, steps in.
“Revea, we need you on the shop floor, if you’re not…” His eyes whip between us all. “…busy.”
With a deep, tense exhale, Revea points a sharp nail at her brother, “This isn’t over,” before leaving her office without even a glance our way.
When Rue turns to face us, I hold the silence for a second, then erupt into laughter. “Man, she ate youup.”
“Ha ha, yeah, very funny. Thanks for the support,” he snarks, falling onto the other sofa opposite. He puffs out his cheeks, followed by a long exhale. “I didn’t think she’d bethatmad.”
“I think my favourite part was when she asked who was paying for your ‘bosses’ lucrative services’,and you just shrugged.Thatwas stellar.”
