"You thought you could hurt my omega?" Corvin growled.
I pushed harder to get through the others. I didn't want Corvin to do something he would regret.
When I finally pushed through, Corvin was breathing hard and Ash had a hand on his shoulder, half holding him in place.
"You want that slut, have her. Take my leftovers," he sneered at us. "She was like a dead fish in bed. Another useless fucking omega."
We knew that he was just trying to get a rise from us, but for Corvin, it was the last straw.
I walked over to my brother and glared down at the waste of space under him. "Don't fall for it."
"That bitch couldn't even suck dick right," he spit, still fighting against their hold.
“There’s no getting out of here, you might as well shut your fucking mouth,” I said, keeping my voice even despite rage pulsing through me. I’d love nothing more than for someone to shut us alone in a room with this failure of an alpha. We’d teach him a lesson or three.
Cameron spit at me. “Enjoy her used-up pussy. Can’t even get slick for a knot.”
At that Corvin lunged for him and punched him square in the nose, but he didn't stop just there. He rained down on him. Fists flew and blood spattered, Cameron’s maniacal laughter echoing out, getting raspier by the second.
When it was turning to be too far, it took both Ash and I to hold him back.
"We can't let you kill him. He would win then and you wouldn’t get to stay with Bea,” I said, voice shaking now. "I hate myself for even making you stop because he deserves more, but our goddess would be pissed if you go to jail."
That, at least, earned a little smirk from him and I knew that I got through to him. The red blanket of anger over him started to recede to normal levels.
Ash finally let go of Corvin, leaving him to me while Holt pinned the asshole to the ground. I grabbed my phone and Called WLPD. It was time to end this and get back to our girls.
“Do you have him?” Chief demanded, sounding flustered. “We already got a few calls in.”
"Yes, we have the guy in custody that started the fire and has been stalking the bookstore owners," I said. "He took a tumble into a brick wall and may need some medical attention.” I left it at that before giving an address.
The others had to stifle a laugh at my explanation. Cameron had blood gushing from his nose and there was some bruising starting to form on his cheeks as well. I could just imagine what was going to pop up under this shirt and it’d be a miracle if he could open his swollen eyes tomorrow.
“We’re heading that way but I can’t get a cruiser to the alley. I’ll send someone in to retrieve him,” Chief said, barking orders out to his people.
“We’ll meet you at the street,” I offered before ending the call. He’d likely protest and I couldn’t wait any longer.
"Let’s move,” Corvin said.
"This guy is dead weight, I think he passed out," Holt said as he dragged him to his feet, Cameron slumping forward.
I turned to Corvin, "I'll get one leg and you the other?"
He grunted in agreement as Holt let him drop. I grabbed the left and Corvin the right. Cameron didn't fight as he hit every rock and divot in the concrete on the way back to where the crowd was still formed.
Ezra still had an arm around Bea and Phoenix. That was a welcome sight after everything today. So many scenarios flashed through my head as we pushed the truck to its limits to reach them. They said it was bigger this time and I thought I might lose everything.
Thank god this town would never let its own go down like that. Willow Lake was protective of their own and I would forever be grateful for that.
The EMT's rushed towards us to take care of Cameron. I don’t think I breathed again until he was cuffed to a stretcher and strapped in. He was starting to wake up and struggle as they worked.
“I suggest you settle,” the cold voice of the officer cut through his fight. He was exhausted after that and likely in pain. Good. I hoped Corvin did permanent damage like he did to our omega.
“We need statements,” another officer said as he came over, taking notes as we each recounted the evening, starting with Phoenix, then Bea, and us rounding it out.
The moment he walked away, Bea pulled us in close and inspected our hands and gasped when she got to Corvin's.
"Are you okay?" she asked, her fingertips ghosting over the blood and bruising there.
