Page 101 of Rest In Knotty Pieces

Hmmm.

Looks like I need to make a safety exit. I hop up on the counter, force the window open, and slip out the back.

Fuck these alphas.

Merle makes a protesting sound, but she quickly vanishes again, leaving me stuck. Do I go or stay?

If I stay, I might end up being killed.

No, they wouldn’t do that to Merle.

Would they?

But they might hurt me to get her to come back. Nope, I’m not doing it. Luckily, I have a fucking great memory, and one of the things I do remember clearly is Merle looking at someone’s map. So, I know roughly where we are. There is a town close by, one that I remember King mentioning.

One with a couple of omegas who might be persuaded to help me.

I decide not to stick around and find out what they have planned for me.

But half the fun is getting away, and this is going to be great fun.

It takes me until midnight to get to the town. I walk in, wondering which house to go and smash on, then I catch the scent of alphas.

I turn in that direction and knock on a blue door.

The alpha that opens it is huge and older.

I give him my most winsome smile. “I’m looking for Bonnie or Meg.”

His scowl gets dark. Props to him for recognising a threat, even looking as cute as I am.

“Who are you?”

“I’m…” I hesitate, “Merle.”

His eyebrows raise. “I was told you couldn’t talk.”

“Couldn’t, shouldn’t. It’s a work in progress.”

My stress is starting to show, and he’s sensing it. I probably should have spent a little bit more time working out my story.

“Listen-”

“Nope,” I say, pushing my way in and slamming the door closed. “Sorry, listen isn’t going to work.”

He considers me carefully. “Is that Pix’s alphas out there?”

I glower at the floor. “Yes.”

“And…?”

“They want Merle back,” I pout.

“Huh. Do you want a cup of coffee? Let’s go have a nice chat.”

I follow the big, burly alpha into his kitchen and find a couple of people already in there.

“This is my eldest son, Mark.”