Page 45 of Riley's Storm


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Drew reared back and stared down at his captor in shock. His dad chuckled. “Yeah. I can see why you’ve been so mopey the last few months. They will definitely keep you on your toes. You take care of my son. If he comes back here as pissed off and angry as he did last time, mark my words, I will make you regret it.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Yes, Mr. Druman.”

“We promise,” the three alphas chorused back to Drew’s father.

He held each of their gazes for a few seconds and then nodded once. “Carry on.”

The alphas thanked him and took off with a still angrily squalling Drew, bundling him into their SUV and seating him between two of them. Then, the Range Rover roared off to wherever their destination was.

“And who are you all?” Mr. Druman addressed Victor, Declan, and me.

Victor turned to him and ducked his head in respect. “Hello, sir. My name is Victor Birmingham. This is my brother Declan and our beta Ryan. We came to bring our omega to her—and our—omega.”

Mr. Druman raised his brows. “As in, both omegas are yours?”

“Yes sir. We are matched to those beautiful girls over there.” He pointed by jerking his chin in Storm and Riley’s direction. “Storm needed to be back with her bonded packmate. Plus, I am sure it hasn’t been easy on Riley these past four months.”

Her mom shook her head, tears brimming on her lashes. “We were so worried. She wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t drink, wouldn’t talk. It was like she’d given up. No one could get through to her.”

I hated to hear that she had been suffering so badly. I had seen how rough it was onStorm when she had told us she had bonded Riley to her, but they weren't able to complete it. My heart shattered. As a beta, that had been one good thing when Declan and Victor had given me my bonding marks, claiming me as theirs forever: I didn’t have a bond bite I could return, so our bond was solid immediately. Needing to be close to my alphas, I moved from the car to stand beside them.

Declan was speaking to Riley’s mom, a saddened expression on his face. “I am so sorry that she went through that. I promise I will do everything in my power to keep that from happening ever again. We will protect her mind, body, and soul if we are lucky enough to have her choose us.”

Her father glanced at me. “And how do you feel about this? This was your pack first.”

“Honestly?” I asked.

“Of course.”

“Well, I don’t know your daughter yet, sir, but I would like to get to know her. She is obviously very important to Storm, and I have been in love with Storm for years. She was my best friend growing up, always there for me, especially when I really needed it.”

Mr. Druman studied me then looked over at his daughter. She and Storm hadn’t moved an inch besides trying to get closer together. But unless one crawled inside the other, I wasn’t sure how that would work. His lips twitched like he was trying to hide a smile at how happy Riley looked.

“Dad!” someone else called out as they came careening around the corner.

“Dell? Where have you been?”

“Looking for you guys! Riley is sick.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, she’s inside burning up with a fever and . . . Who the hell are all of you?”

Dell finally seemed to realize there were more people here. He looked around at all of us and then spotted Riley over in the corner. He started toward her.

“Riley! Why are you not on the couch, resting?”

She looked up, her eyes clearly not focusing. “Dell? That you?”

“Riley? What’s the matter with you? Who is—holy fuck.”

“Shit,” Victor swore. “I had hoped we’d have more time. Dell, you might want to step away from them. Riley may recognize you still, but Storm will not.”

The wind had shifted, and Storm and Riley’s fragrances must have blown toward him. His eyes widened, and he looked around at all of us gathered there.

“Do you know what’s happening?”

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