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A groan from the man as he wakes back up stops the conversation as Sin focuses fully on the guy again. The things he does to him make even me cringe, but he deserves them. I’m tempted to let the guy go to live whatever semblance of life he would have left as a sick punishment. But before I can voice it, Sin is playing tic-tac-toe with his chest and the last ‘X’ goes a little too deep.
When he stops breathing, the rest of his blood dripping from his limp form, I pull out my phone and call the cleaners.
As I hang up, I watch Sin as he stares at his masterpiece. I may have just created a monster, but at least he will only go after people that deserve it. The world could live with fewer rapists and murderers. Vigilante doesn’t count. At least not in my book. The whole eye for an eye has merit.
“That was fun,” Sin quips. “Almost better than feeling the pain myself.”
“You like pain?” I ask.
He shrugs like it isn’t a big deal. “Trauma response.”
“From what they did to you?” I gesture at the dead guy.
“Well, considering before them I was a normal omega ready to find my pack, and they took not only my family from me, but my ability to match one. So I assume it stems from that, but I’m not a psychologist, and I’m pretty sure if I talked to one I’d be in a padded white cell some place.”
I lick my lips, tasting his acidy and angry scent in the air. “I could get you into the fight rings. If you don’t mind using your fists and earning some cash. Might be a good way to work out some aggression, and they allow beta and omega in the ring, although it is rare.”
“If my sister knew you were offering to help me find pain, she would kill you before she ran.” He flips a clean knife over his knuckles and leans against the stationary metal table the tools still rest on.
I glance at Felix, and he gives me a wane smile that says he is not hearing any of this, and he might just pass out. “I’ll take my chances. Do you want an in? We can talk about it over dinner. There is a nice diner around the corner that won’t judge the blood on your clothes.
“Or yours,” he replies.
I glance down, and he’s right; I got a few speckles over my white shirt. I shrug out of it and drop it on the floor. “We can get fresh shirts from Austin’s office.”
As I pass Felix, I give him a hand up and tug him along behind me, Sin following close behind.
After we’ve both got clean shirts, we head to the diner. The conversation flows, and the three of us share a few laughs as I give Sin the details of the fight club. I like Audrey’s brother. He might be damaged but, in a way, I can see how he completes his sister, and the resemblance to each other, although she went the nurturing route, and he went deeper into the abuse. Maybe the fight club will help him find his center and a place in the world.
“Call me when you have the next one,” Sin says as we exit the diner. “I’d love to see the fear in their eyes when they see me again.”
“I’ll be sure to include you,” I promise. He gives us a chin raise and then strides away, in the opposite direction of the apartments.
CHAPTER44
Audrey
This feeling ping-pongingaround my chest is the worst. Saint and Felix have been gone most of the day. Austin is in his office, and I’m not sure if it would be too needy of me to interrupt whatever he is doing. But that is what I feel like. A needy fucking omega.
Two bites. One missing. Why didn’t he bite me? He had a chance. But he clearly held himself back. I finger the two slightly raised patches of skin as I stare out at the darkening city. Even Sin has ignored my texts. Not even a reply; hell, I’m not even sure he read them.
I moved all of my blankets and pillows back to my room and made up my bed in the perfect nest, and even that isn’t working to calm me. So, instead, I’m pacing in front of my window and fingering the marks that are ringing my neck.
Restlessness infuses every movement, and I can feel a heat coming on. The cramps tightening my stomach and my breasts heavy and achy. Whatever the doctor gave me is clearly wearing off. I need an alpha. Yet, I’m too afraid to just knock on the closed door. Not that I’m afraid of Austin. It’s stupid. The lack of his mark is making me feel all kinds of insecure.
Stupid omega shit. If biology didn’t have a chokehold on my fucking hormones, I would be fine.
As it is, my skin feels tight and tingly, like it doesn’t fit correctly. With a deep sigh, I turn toward my door. Water. That is what I need.
Cracking the door open, I peek out as if Austin catches me I’d be in trouble or something. It is ridiculous. The hall is empty as I emerge and hurry to the kitchen. I’m half-way inside the freezer, cooling off my fiery face when Austin comes around the corner and comes to a complete stop.
Like a startled cat, I yelp, and if I had fur, it would definitely be puffed out right now.
He arches an eyebrow at me as he rubs the back of his neck. “You okay?”
He looks tense and tired, and suddenly, all I want to do is comfort him. Or climb him like a tree and beg for his mark. It is fifty-fifty at the moment.
I moisten my lips and nod. “I’m good. Just thirsty.”
