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Rook snorts under his breath. “It’s actually great that you’re here,” he says enthusiastically, and a growl builds low in my throat until he tightens his arms around me. Her face lifts into a wide smile, showcasing perfect white teeth that look like they belong in a toothpaste commercial. “This is our Omega, Blake.”
Her jaw drops open. “YourWHAT?” she screeches loudly, forcing me to cover my ears.
Kas smirks, stepping closer to me. “OurOmega,” he enunciates dramatically. “You know, not a Beta or an Alpha? The one who completes a pack and gets the bonding, heats, marriage. The whole nine.”
She scoffs. “I know what an Omega is, Kaspian. Are you sure she’s not just another Beta tagalong you picked up?” she asks, sending a sneer toward Achilles. “She looks like she’s twelve at most.” She rolls her eyes.
Several growls sound out at that, causing her to cringe backwards. Her cloyingly thick apricot scent souring.
“What exactly did you just say about our daughter?” Ben’s voice growls out, surprising me. I forgot he and the detective were still here, and my cheeks flame knowing they’re witnessing this. His question was aggressive enough that it alerts the others who were still outside, and now all the packs, including my brothers, are in the room.
“What’s going on, honey?” my mom asks, coming over to rest her hand on my dad’s shoulder. Luke, Liam and Bas all come to stand next to my pack, looking between us in concern.
Victoria freezes in her tracks, staring around the now crowded room. “What do you mean yourdaughter?” she asks, her voice getting shrill.
Kai mirrors Kas now, looking smug as all get out. “Oh, did my brother not mention? Blake isBlakely O’Connor. We finally found her. Isn’t that incredible?”
Her face is getting red, and she looks like she might explode. “You were gone for aweekand suddenly you have an Omega? What, did you rescue her, and she opened her legs tothank you? That will wear off eventually, so I would highly recommend not bonding her,” she sneers.
“Get thefuckout,” Rook growls viciously, and she shrinks into herself, fear lighting her dishwater grey eyes. “And I swear to God, if you everspeak about ourbondedOmega like that again, there will be hell to pay. You’re a spoiled, entitled, selfish brat and despite your many attempts, we wouldn’t have bonded you if you were the last Omega on Earth,” he grinds out.
“Ditto,” Silas says, looking equally pissed. “And as of right now, your client contract with OHP is terminated, and you’re banned from any property belonging to the O’Connor or Beaumont packs.”
Her eyes look like they’re going to fall out of her skull, they’re open so wide. “You can’t do that!” She stamps her foot like a toddler. “We have a legally binding contract, and y’all own practically half the city. There’s no way you can legally keep me out of everything you own. Besides, the Beaumonts love me. There’s no way they’ll side with some temporary tramp overme,” she says haughtily.
Achilles looks at me like he’s worried I’m going to be upset, but I smile at him because the truth is, I’ve heard much worse. Years of Phil screaming obscenities at me every day have thickened my skin, and it’s easy to see she’s just mad that she can’t have my pack now.
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Victoria Cromwell,” comes a deep voice from behind me. One of Rook’s dads, Connor, steps forward. “Blake is our daughter by bonding, and she’s proven in a few hours to have more strength and kindness in her pinky finger than you’ve ever shown around us. We tolerated you for your parents, but even they won’t stand for the disrespect of a pack bond. Especiallyscent matchedpack bonds. I think it’s best that you go on home, now. Spencer, Aaron and I have a lot to talk about with your fathers on the course this week,” he says ominously.
Her faces drains of color before going red again when she looks at me. “You willneverbe good enough to be a Beaumont. Sooner or later, they’ll come to their senses and dump your scrawny ass forme,” she hisses out.
Nearly every man in the room lets out a fierce growl at that, and Rook hugs me tighter against his chest as the rest of my pack crowds as close to us as possible.
Rook clears his throat. “Detective Benson? Would you mind escorting Miss Cromwell off of the O'Connors’ property and informing her that threats against our Omega violate herlegally binding contractand are grounds for immediate termination and being barred from any and all OHP owned properties and services?”
The detective looks positively gleeful at this turn of events as he turns to Victoria. “He’s right, Miss Cromwell. And I will need to inform the owners of your home that should you set foot on any of these properties, you will be arrested and held until a restraining order is granted.” The solemnity in his voice is at odds with the amusement shining in his kind blue eyes.
He escorts Victoria out, kicking and screaming about her plans to sue, and as soon as the door shuts, I’m bombarded with a dozen people checking to see if I’m okay. Their concern is so touching I can feel tears springing to my eyes and I have to blink rapidly to keep them from falling.
Achilles leans in to whisper in my ear. “You okay, mon cœur?”
Nodding, I give him a peck on the lips. “I’m okay. It’s just been so long since anybody cared about me enough to fight for me or see if I’m okay. It’s a lot,” I whisper back.
He smiles in understanding before running his fingers over my jaw, ignoring everyone around us. “Welcome to the family, Pretty Girl.”
ChapterTwenty-One
IF PICASSO WAS A SERIAL KILLER
Kairo
The next week, after Blake’s welcome home barbecue passes without incident, but with a lot of sleeping. I don’t think any of us were prepared for how hard the jet lag would hit our girl after such a whirlwind trip. Her brothers have been over here for several meals, and we’ve all been working remotely on her case. The problem is, her foster father has vanished and her kidnappers’ bodies were never actually found after that fire that nearly killed her almost eight years ago.
Kas, Hades and I are just arriving home from another fruitless meeting with the local police when Kas cuts off from another long-winded rant mid-sentence as he steps out of the back seat.
“What the fuck is that?” he asks, sounding horrified.
I walk up behind him after locking the car to see what looks like a pile of feathers on the front door mat. Confused, I move to get a better look when Hades pulls me back.
