Page 152 of Unravel Me

The door immediately unlocks. I rush up the stairs to the second floor and approach the apartment door.

Alex is already standing on the doorstep, his small frame tense, a look of uncertainty on his face.

My throat tightens.

"Where's Tommy?" I blurt out.

"We're just sitting down for lunch, but—"

I brush past him. I must have a wild look in my eyes as I rush deeper into the apartment, a place I've never been before, until I find the large kitchen connected to the living room.

At the table, I see Bay's massive figure. Alex's ex-boyfriend lifts his dark eyes to me, while beside him, sitting at a tall children's table, is my Tommy…

My heart nearly explodes when I see my little boy.

His big green eyes turn toward me, and his tiny face breaks into a huge smile.

"Dada!" he squeals happily.

Overwhelmed with emotion, I rush toward him, scoop him out of his chair, lift him high above my head, then pull him tightly against me.

I can't hold back the tears of joy streaming down my face. I sob into that little warm body, holding him as tightly as I can.

"Forgive me, buddy," I whisper. "Forgive me, forgive me…"

But of course, Tommy has no idea why I'm asking him to forgive me. He's simply happy that his daddy has come back.

I look at him. His little face is smiling, bright and carefree. Dear Fate, he deserves to be safe. He deserves a good, normal life, not one where he has to look over his shoulder at every corner because people from the mafia might come after us…

Bay's silent gaze remains fixed on me.

He's a tall alpha with dark red hair and a beautiful but cold, almost stern face, with some kind of darkness inside him.

I've always wondered how Alex could have been so drawn to him and suffered so terribly after their breakup. This man seems icy, completely unapproachable.

Meeting his dark gaze, I blurt out, "I have to leave the country. I need to find a solution for Tommy," I say in a breaking voice, glancing toward Alex, who is standing by the entrance to the kitchen.

Bay's expression remains unreadable. He's probably one of the least talkative men I've ever met.

But Alex's face says much more, there's worry in his eyes.

"But… What happened, Jared? Can you tell us? I thought everything was going well, that you'd found your True Mate!"

"It was. I did. But yesterday, Rocco Ferro showed up. He's after not only me, but… my True Mate too. So it's a double fucking disaster!"

"Rocco Ferro?" Bay raises an eyebrow in surprise. I didn't think this guy could change his expression into anything other than a dour grimace.

"Yeah. He’s a fucking nightmare, but… I couldn’t have worse luck. Mauro Ferro is my True Mate, and Rocco is his brother!"

Alex and Bay exchange glances, looking at each other as if something about what I’ve said hasn’t surprised them at all.

I mutter darkly, "Rocco isn’t going to leave either me or Mauro alone. We have to get out of the country and disappear somewhere on the other side of the world, somewhere no one will find us…"

"Wait, but have you talked to Mauro about this? Is he on board?"

I wince, because whatever happened last night was a long way from having a conversation.

"No."