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“Of course he is. She’s perfect.” I tried to grab the door, but Finn blocked me.
“And she’s doing nothing in exchange for you feeding her?”
“She’s doingexactly what I asked her to doin exchange.” I grabbed Finn by the shirt, dragging him a few feet from my door. Sometimes, it paid to be the biggest guy in the pack. “Not all women are devils in disguise, Finn. Elle and Catrina were the outliers, not the rule,” I growled at him.
“So you’re just going to bend over backwards and screw Lucas’s entire world up for one little pussy?”
I saw red.
My fist collided with his face a heartbeat later. He wasn’t expecting the punch any more than I was, and flew backward a few feet before he crashed into a tree.
The tree groaned at the impact, thanks to his damn heavy ass.
“What the hell?” he groaned at me, grabbing his face. His nose was bleeding profusely, probably broken too, but I didn’t give a shit. “So much for you being the pack’somega.”
“Now you see why we call him the pack’s guardian instead,” Enzo drawled, striding out of the forest. “He doesn’tkeepthe peace; he fights for it. Physically.”
“If I hear one more shitty word about my mate or the choices I make for my son from any of you bastards, you’ll have a hell of a lot more to deal with than a broken nose,” I snarled at Finn. “I rejected that woman, and she’s still giving me a chance. And that’s a hell of a lot more than you or me would ever consider giving the females who rejected us.”
Finn just glared at me.
I added, “She’ll be back here at some point. Probably soon. And if any of you are anything but the face of fucking friendship, I’ll break your damn arms.”
Spinning around, I stormed into my trailer. I tugged the door shut a lot harder than I intended—and found a little furry head already peeking up off of his bed.
I forced the tension in my shoulders to melt as much as possible. Only succeeded a little, but it was what it was.
I needed to talk to Iris. To hold her.
To smell her.
Her scent was still on my skin, but not as strongly as it should’ve been.
I should’ve kissed her.
Held her.
Made love to her.
But I’d screwed everything up.
“Hey, Bubba,” I said gently. “You should be sleeping.” I’d put him to bed a few hours earlier, and he’d been snoring like the world’s smallest freight train.
My fight with Finn must’ve woken him up.
Lucas made a sad noise, and guilt welled up in my abdomen.
I was screwing this up.
I was screwingeverythingup.
Some part of me just wanted to grab my son and drive back to Iris’s shitty house, and ask her to hold both of us.
To fix everything for us.
The ache in my chest told me that I missed her because somehow, she could fix this shit.
Fixme.
