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His smile faded as the realization came that he’d likely never get a chance to be with the man he’d fallen in love with over the years. No matter how much he’d fought having a mate… he’d lost his heart to his.
Lost it… and lost his chances of being loved in return.
More tears came. He let them fall until he drifted into a haunted sleep.
* * *
“There’s no visitation this week.”
Wilder frowned. “Why not?”
“No visitation the week the inmates have their heat.”
Wilder froze. He’d heard what would happen inside the prison, but he’d assumed Avery wouldn’t be made to take part when his court date had yet occurred. “They have not settled his case. He can’t be forced into that.”
“Guilty ‘til proven innocent,” the guard said through the microphone on the thick glass window. “All omegas go through the same experience every month. No matter what.”
Wilder punched the glass, pain radiating through his knuckles, though he barely felt it. “He can’t be in there. Get him out of there now!”
“There’s nothing you can do for him now. Return next week for visitation.”
“I want to see him now!” Wilder punched the glass again. A tiny crack formed, which had the guard behind it reaching for his gun.
“Step back, alpha.”
“I want to see him.”
“Leave, or I’ll have you arrested for trespassing. Is that what you want?”
Wilder slammed a palm on the glass. “He’s my mate!”
An alarm sounded before several armed guards stepped out through a nearby doorway. They trained a gun on him while demanding he leave.
“Or what?” Wilder asked. “You kidnap my mate and force him inside your prison… and now you force him to lay…” Wilder felt the bile rising. “To lie… to lie with criminals? His case is pending. Iwantto see him.”
The first electrode hit him, sending the electrical current through him. He roared in pain, but refused to step away from the glass.
“I want to see my mate!”
Another electrode him in square in the chest, just above his heart… and it brought him to his knees. The guards swarmed around him, dragging his body from the room. They deposited him on the wet asphalt outside the door, raindrops splashing on his face. Above, the dark gray sky erupted with a sliver of lightning illuminating the sky. Thunder soon followed, rumbling through him and the ground he lay upon.
He sat up on the curb, his body still thrumming from the pain of the volts that had coursed through him. Lifting his hand, he spied the damage he’d done. Blood oozed from open wounds on his knuckles, though the rain was helping to wash some of it away.
Still, that pain was dwarfed by that of imagining Avery being taken by alpha after alpha inside that prison. He leaned to the side and retched everything in his guts before stumbling to his feet. As he slid behind the wheel of his sports car, he grumbled for not having taken his driver. He was in no condition to drive with the lack of sleep alone. Add in the damage he’d just taken, both mentally and physically, and he was a mess.
He drove through the torrential rain until he passed his office. Instead of going home, he pulled into the garage, slipping into his assigned spot, and took the elevator upstairs. After a quick shower and a change into a pair of jeans and t-shirt he kept there for emergencies, he lay back on his leather couch, gracing one side of his office.
Sleep took him, but just barely. He awoke, his hand aching. Half a bottle of whiskey helped the pain and the other half, he hoped, would calm his troubled mind, but it did much the opposite.
He reached for his phone in the wee hours. The only number he could call was Rohan’s.
“Wilder,” his friend said sleepily. “Is something wrong?”
“Everything is wrong,” he mumbled. “Everything.”
“Okay… what specifically?”
“Avery,” Wilder whispered.
