Page 87 of Knot For Keeps


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“In the morning when he brings breakfast.”

“Okay. Lavender?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you,” Juniper choked out tearfully as we reached for one another, clinging to each other in the pitiful excuse for a nest.

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The makeshift weapon was up the sleeve of my silly, filly pastel pink blouse I wore with a white pair of trousers. It wasn’t the worst outfit; Juniper’s lolita style dresses were a lot more difficult to work with. At least with the trousers I had the space to move and run.

We sat at the table, trying to act relaxed but our spines were ramrod straight as we waited.

Alec was a creature of habit, so he turned up for breakfast promptly at 8am, just as Juniper said he would. He smiled at us.

“My girls,” he smiled at us, hugging us both tightly, kissing the top of my head.

“Hello,” I greeted, shyly. I needed to remember that I needed to be meek and docile. Not bold, and not like a weirdo who had watched so much true crime that they knew the best methods for escaping a psychopath. “What’s for breakfast?” I asked.

“Waffles! Today feels special, I got a parcel today from a friend of mine for our sweet Juniper. He got me the medications to kick off your heat. I know we agreed that natural was best, but I know better now.” He grinned at Juniper. “We’ll be together like we always wanted, only better, because now we have Lavender to join us!” He laid out the plates, piling the waffles from Styrofoam take out containers onto them. As he lent over the table to place a waffle on Juniper’s plate, I saw my opportunity. The way his neck was exposed was too good an opportunity to miss.

Letting the shiv fall into my hand I pounced, aiming straight for the jugular and sunk the makeshift knife in with as much force as I could muster. The resistance of his skin was gut churning but I kept pushing with all of my might. He let out a strangled sound which came out sounding… wet.

It lasted maybe three seconds before Alec grabbed me by the arm, throwing me clean across the table.

“Go! Juniper!” I yelled, righting myself and looking at Alec, he was clutching his neck, eyes bulging in shock. There was blood leaking from the wound. He stood between me and the door, which Juniper had already fled out of. The look in his eyes had faded from shock, to pure unadulterated anger.

I felt like I had been doused in freezing cold water, his look of hatred chilled me to the bone. He looked like he wanted to murder me. He staggered towards me, and I attempted to dart by him, but he grabbed me by the shoulder with one hand, throwing me against the wall. His other hand was pressed firmly against his neck, attempting to stop the flow of blood. My shoulder burned in pain from the impact. Scrambling to my feet and keeping low I darted away from him and towards the door.

“You bitch!” He gurgled. “I’ll fucking kill you.”

I thought fast. I wanted him to chase me, not Juniper. I would be slower and Juniper had a head start, but I wanted to be sure—so in a moment of stupidity, I decided to taunt him.

“Ha! Maybe if you were an alpha, but you’re a pathetic beta—do you really think you would have a chance with an omega like me? Pitiful,” I snarled, before turning on my heel and fleeing, making it to the door before he could stop me. My movements were fast but jerky. My leg screamed in pain with every step and my vision spun. I couldn’t let that stop me, I needed to escape and this was my only window. I darted down the hallway, up the stairs and out of the front door to… woodland? Where was I? My nose told me that Juniper had run dead ahead of where I stood, down the winding road that likely led to civilisation.

I ran down a small footpath, panting with the effort. The crashing sound of the blundering beta following me was loud. He roared, with pain or anger—I couldn’t tell. The ground was strewn with twigs, leaves, and rocks, I kept tripping and nearly falling.

“You fucking bitch!” he roared behind me.Shit. He was getting closer.

“Help!” I screeched as loudly as I could while still running. If I ever made it out of this mess I was going to do an hour on the treadmill every day to ensure I was prepared for this horrible situation, should it ever arise again.

A fist grasped at the back of my shirt, pulling me to the ground. My skin burned from the impact, a sharp pain and a popping sensation in my shoulder. Alec’s dark shadow loomed over me.

Fuck.

ChapterForty-Six

Gage

Alec’s house had been a bust, it was desolate, and long empty judging by the dust coating everything. I had torn through the house, taking out my rage on the dust covered furniture before screaming at my packmates that we had to keep searching.

It had taken Archer almost twenty-four hours to locate a property that Alec had bought with a shell company a few years back. He strode into the den where I was pacing with a tablet in hand, a dark look on his face. His usually light stubble was a lot darker and his eyes were bloodshot, hair dishevelled. We all looked like a mess.

“You’ll never guess where that fucker purchased property.”

“Where?” I asked.

“Alberta Street.”

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