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Like it was just anormalthing to do.
She was anomega. Agold pack, for fuck’s sake.
I grabbed her hand and shoved it down. “You are nothitchhikingacross New Oxford at 9 o’ clock at night.”
“Try and stop me,” she snarled, trying to rip her hand free. “See. What.Happens!”
“It’s dangerous!”
“In this neighbourhood?” she asked, finally getting free of my grip and sticking her hand out again. “Don’t you have like… security patrols to get rid of fans and paparazzi and shit here? I’ll be fine.”
“Vex—”
“Besides, what’s anyone going to do? Kidnap me and dark bond me?” A mad giggle rose up her throat as she took a step away from me, thumb still out. “My stupid fucking pack’ll be so mad, they’ll have to come hunt me down.” She looked a little unhinged with desperation. “You know, they never told me I wasn’t allowed to get kidnapped.”
“Okay—okay!”Fuck.
And fuck Rook for this stupid act.
I glanced back to Drake, but he was already hurrying back to the garage. “Fine. But for the record, I think this is a shit idea.”
TWENTY-FIVE
ROOK
Everything around me was a blur of colour and sound and light that all jumbled together, not making sense.
All I knew was the fire burning through my veins, the feel of the auras around me—each a threat and a challenge. One I couldn’t lose.
I didn’t lose. Not ever.
It was who I was.
And I wasn’t done. I hadn’t finished. I needed to go again, needed to throw the next punch, to take the next burning hit. My body ached, from bruises and wounds; from hormones that scored my system.
I was alone.
I knew that to my bones.
I couldn’t feel my pack any longer, I thought maybe I’d been the one to shut them out.
Right…
That sounded right.
I’d been upset earlier, and I didn’t want them knowing. I didn’t want them taking time away from her again because of me.
Another hit, and pain exploded in my back as I was slammed up against dark metal bars. This alpha… he was tough, eyes burning with rage as he grabbed me.
But his rage, his fuel, it was nothing to my shame.
I grabbed him, shoving my aura further than I ever had before. With all my might I flipped us, catching his head on the bars and he collapsed in an instant.
Each time one fell, it was a validation—he didn’t lose because I was born with more, because I was richer, or because I had something he didn’t. This pain, the agony of shame I carried, it wasn’t make believe. It was real.
She needed that.
So I clung to it.
