Page 159 of The Alpha and His Song: Volume One

I said, “They must have called you if you knew that.” Caspian replied, “They didn’t call me, you did.” I snorted, “I told them you’d be pissed, but I didn’t call you.” Caspian said, “Well, I really am pissed. You didn’t call me on the phone, no.” Ok.

I had no idea what he meant by that. So, I explained what happened, “Sassy kept trying to get to my song boy. I knew he was in trouble and somehow knew where he was too. That was weird. He got hit by a SUV that just took off. His truck rolled so many times.” I started to cry again.

Noxus gently advised, “Why don’t we go somewhere less formal?” He led us through to a beautiful room with a lot of couches. I smiled teasing them, “You guys really lean into this under the sea thing.” Trit said, “You have no idea.”

Caspian asked, “What does your song boy being in an accident have to do with what happened to your face? You weren’t in the car.” I corrected, “Truck. He drives a truck, and no I wasn’t. I got him out. Those rabies wolves showed up, but so did mine.”

I waved, “My rabies wolf and I fought them until I made them go to sleep somehow. Well, I told them to and they did. It was weird. I drove and broke some laws. Ok, I don’t have a license and I’m a REALLY bad driver, but it was an EMERGENCY!”

“My high speed car chase proved I’m in the main character, Connie, in the first book. So, I know you didn’t want to confirm you’re in the mob but my bad skills cemented. Get it? Cement. Anyway, I waved to the cop that was trying to pull me over.”

“I had to get my song boy to the hospital because he was unconscious. I hit a lot of stuff, and the GPS was the devil. That damn computer just kept recalculating and not giving directions quickly enough. The cops pointed their guns at me.”

I started crying again, “I just wanted to get my song boy inside the hospital. I needed them to help him. Once I got him inside, the cops tackled and hurt me. Then they wouldn’t let me call you, and I just wanted to call you.” I broke down for what felt like the tenth time tonight.

Caspian picked me up and cradled me in his lap. My big brother consoled me, “It’s alright. We are all here now.” He just held me until I calmed down. I hiccupped, “I told Officer Grabby Hands McGee you’d get him. I’d feel bad about it, but he was kind of the worst.”

Caspian stiffened, “Grabby Hands McGee? Did you just say OFFICER Grabby Hands McGee?!” I nodded, “He said it was a search but….” I trailed off. Trit said, “I’ll fucking GUT HIM LIKE A FISH!” I actually managed a giggle.

I offered, “I was thinking you could just cut off his hands or something.” Cordelius laughed, “Ohh, our little trip killer has ideas.” I shrugged, “I’ve embraced our mob side.” Now they all chuckled. Caspian asked, “Why didn’t you have them call your lawyer? Lux Vennox would’ve come.”

I frowned, “I wanted them to tell me how my song boy was. I was going to give them Lux’s name if they would just tell me how he was.” Caspian sighed, “Next time, if there is a next time and god help that police station when I find you, have them call Lux Vennox. I’ll find your song boy myself and assure you he’s fine.” Caspian abruptly stopped talking.

I teased, “I feel like you left it unsaid you’d kill the people who arrested me.” Caspian replied, “For hurting you? Yes, I would. They had to hit you pretty damn hard for you to still have bruising.” Noxus asked, “How did you get out?”

I answered, “My song boy woke up, they released him from the hospital which I still don’t understand; it was very careless on their part. Anyway, my song boy sent his grandpa to get me out of jail. They got all the charges dropped. I’m semi convinced they are in the mob too.”

Caspian said what I did in a different way, “It seems your song boy is somewhat important.” I snorted, “His family owns the whole town so, I’d say so. Maybe you know them since you’re all in the mob.” Trit asked, “Odette, where are you? We will come get you and make sure you’re safe.”

I opened my mouth to answer, but I was thrown away from them. I screamed and woke up in my bed. Keaton jolted up, “Whoa. Whoa. Odette, are you ok?” I threw my arms around him then pulled back, frustrated with myself.

I said, “You got hurt and it got made all about me.” Keaton replied, “Hey, I’m fine. I’m worried about you.” I shrugged, “It was just overwhelming, but I feel better now.” After spending time with my family, I felt much better. More centered. I just held Keaton.

I whispered, “I was so scared you weren’t going to be ok.” My boyfriend assured me, “My song, I am pretty durable. I’m going to be around for the long haul.” I curled into him while Keaton stroked my back. My boyfriend said, “I don’t think I’ve ever been as angry as when I saw your face and back.”

I sighed, “I didn’t pull over, I understand that the cops were upset. It seemed like a serious overreaction though. I was just trying to get you help.” Keaton kissed me then urged, “Go get dressed.” I asked, “Why?”

Keaton answered, “You need more driving lessons.” I frowned because I had zero desire to get back behind the wheel of a car. Keaton gently encouraged, “Go on.” I pouted, “Only if you come with me.” My boyfriend smirked, “Darn.”

I rolled my eyes and we walked into my bathroom. Keaton took my shirt off and gently stroked my back. I looked in the mirror noting I had a yellowish bruise. I snorted, “You guys seriously overreacted about that bruise.” Keaton didn’t agree, “It looks much better.”

Tatum came in and sat on the floor. Keaton washed every inch of me, then I washed him. There was literally no evidence he’d been in an accident. There were no scratches or anything. It was the craziest thing, because at minimum the glass should’ve cut him.

I thought Keaton had a gash on his head, but I couldn’t find it. When we got out, I looked at my jaw. I had the same yellowish bruise that matched my back. I would’ve sworn it had to look worse. My brothers acted like it was the worst thing ever.

I shrugged and picked up Tatum. My puppy licked my face for several moments then I kissed the top of her head. I turned and went to put some makeup on. I blinked multiple times at my reflection because the bruise was gone. I shook myself knowing that wasn’t possible. My eyes just needed to get checked out, that’s all this was.

I put some makeup on and quickly put on some yoga pants and Keaton’s hoodie. We went down to the parking garage. To my astonishment a new truck and my car were there. My car looked brand new. The truck had to be Keaton’s new vehicle since I’d never seen it before.

I asked, “How did they get all the work done so quickly? I know I had scratches on my car.” Keaton said, “It’s all about who you know, my Song. Which do you want to drive?” I said, “You should probably drive your new truck first.” It was blue.

Keaton laughed, “We can drive either. I don’t care if you drive it before me. Plus, I’m driving to where we are practicing.” I told him, “You pick.” Keaton smiled, “Let’s take your car.” He walked me to the passenger side and opened my door.

He was such a gentleman. Keaton got in and drove us to a different parking lot, where cones and pretend traffic signs were set up. I gave him a look. My boyfriend smirked, “I heard you hit a few signs.” We went through the course where I hit a few more things, but it was much better than when I drove Keaton to the hospital.

Keaton told me, “You didn’t do that bad.” I sighed, “Well, I was speeding and everything. I was just trying to hurry.” Keaton kissed the top of my head, “I understand. Thank you for saving me.” I smiled and leaned into his kiss.

We spent the day together, but my boyfriend did have to go back home since his brother was still out of town. The day his older brother got back Keaton had something to do that night. I stayed up and wished May a happy birthday at midnight.