This was it, the exact moment we’d been waiting for. A chance to get the revenge that our omega was far too kind to get for herself.
The front door flew open right as we reached it, and I took in the pathetic pack. They looked rough. I could see the dark circles under their eyes, the evidence that they’d spent the night suffering. The alpha’s lips twisted into a mocking smile.
“We knew you’d come to your senses and come begging for our forgiveness,” Milo said smugly, but it quickly fell away ashe took in the three of us. His teeth bared in warning, a growl echoing out.
It was hilarious.
We were tense, but not one of us moved forward yet. We were waiting to see how Conrad wanted to handle this.
“What are you doing here, Conrad?” Milo asked. “Where is she? I see you’re still fighting her battles for her?”
“I want you to think really hard about what you might’ve missed with Lana in January when she left this place.”
The anger in the asshole’s face was quickly replaced by confusion. “The fuck are you talking about?” he growled.
“This has nothing to do?—”
“Think really hard about what you might’ve missed,” Conrad cut him off with a growl, repeating himself. Something I knew the alpha hated.
“If she’s cheating on us, which she clearly is, then it’s not up to us to fix this. It’s up to her.”
The deep, raspy laugh that echoed out of Conrad should have sent these men running, but they were far too stupid and just as self-absorbed as Lana described them.
“Let’s see if this can refresh your memory,” Conrad continued in that eerily calm voice. This man had been my friend for years, and I’d never heard him talk like this.
He held up the stack of photos inches from his face. “I want you to know when I leave here today, exactly why you can barely fucking walk. No one gets to hurt my sister the way you did and walk away unscathed.”
“I didn’t hurt your fucking sister,” Milo tried to argue.
“You almost took her from me!” Conrad screamed so loud that they flinched back several steps, eyes widening. Spit flew from his mouth, eyes unhinged.
I had a feeling they’d never seen Conrad lose control like this.
“Spoiler alert, it was her fucking heat that you assholes missed. You left her for a week with no one to take care of her. She barely survived. Managed to crawl on her hands and knees from her nest to her phone to call me.”
“What, no—” Dean started but Conrad wasn’t done.
“You’re mad that you missed a couple phone calls tonight? How do you think she felt calling the pack that promised to see her through the heat, promised to protect and love her, yet couldn’t be bothered to show up when it counted? It took her nearly a month to get her body back to normal, and she was so fucking touch-starved and sick. It wasusthat put her back together.”
“Put her back together?” Milo scoffed, clinging to his anger like it could protect him from Conrad’s wrath. “I saw the pictures.”
“Then look at this one,” Conrad said, shoving the photo right back in his face. The alpha couldn’t even seem to handle staring at it for more than a couple seconds, eyes dropping like a coward.
“Funny, I have the same fucking problem trying to look at that picture. Because I don’t like my omega hurt or sick,” Lennon ground out. He was just as mad as Conrad now, and I had to keep my head for both of them.
“I’m not sure whatever story Lana concocted to have you eating out of her hands like this, but I can promise you it’s unfounded and unnecessary. We took care of our own.”
The blatant lie was the last of Conrad’s control.
They must’ve sensed it coming. Everyone seemed to move at once, the world slipping into some sort of strange slow motion. The alphas clashed together, the sound of fists colliding with flesh echoing out. The sound was nauseating.
Sutton looked like he was about to back off, but Lennon wasn’t having that. He launched himself forward, his fistcolliding with the other delta’s face, sending him flying back onto his ass. No matter, Lennon gripped his shirt and dragged him back to his feet for another round.
“I’m not here to fight,” Dean tried to say as I stalked forward.
“Funny, because you left her with no choice. She had to fight to stay alive, then continue to fight for weeks afterward. You’re mad because she didn’t get your permission to leave you? There’s no way that you truly comprehend how badly you fucking deserve this,” I said before my own fist flew.
The pain that went across my knuckles was drowned out by the adrenaline slamming through me. I had no issues with going too far.
