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I just wanted him to come to his senses.
The three of us gathered around a table, watching our omega dance the night away. Despite her saying she wasn’t leaving alone, she seemed to move away from every alpha, beta, and omega that tried to give her any sort of attention.
I also didn’t miss the way her eyes cast our way, ensuring that we were still watching her.
Every second she was out there alone was torture. My entire being was calling out to her but I knew if I stepped over this line she’d push me further away. This dance we were doing was toxic and I was ready to end it.
She was getting frustrated by the constant interruptions. If she’d just let us come to her we’d solve that problem.
Her smile slowly slid away and she gave up with a huff, flipping off the last alpha before stalking to the bar. That was the last straw for me. I hurried over just as she ordered.
“Make that two,” I said, sliding over my cash. “Keep the change.”
She didn’t meet my eyes right away. Her fingers wrapped around the shot glass before slamming it down.
“You were putting on a show for us, omega.”
“No, I’m not,” she countered. “I’m enjoying my night and letting loose for once. Now I’m leaving.” Her words held a slight slur and I raised my eyebrows as she opened her clutch.
“If you think I’m going to let you drive out of here after having that much to drink, you’ve lost your fucking mind.” I reached out and snatched her keys before she could protest.
“I’m sure I can find somebody to drive me home. Micah can help me pick up my car tomorrow.”
There was a challenge in her eyes, and I knew instinctively that she wanted me to get angry, to refuse, to stake my claim. But it wasn’t that fucking easy.
God, I wish it was.
Her shoulders sagged before she called over the bartender. “One more, please.” She slammed her money down before I could move and took the shot. She drank it down with a hiss before moving back into the crowd.
She was a storm of frustration and fury now. I made sure to stick close instead of letting her find solace in someone else and I had never despised myself more.
When we left, I intended to let Easton know that I was giving into her whether he wanted to or not. I wasn’t going to pause my life for him anymore.
Our omega had enough to worry about between the words we’d overheard on the phone from her father and the stalker, yet here we were making her life harder. She didn’t deserve that
Guilt bubbled under the surface and I swallowed it down as I focused on her. Instead of slinking off to our table I stood stoic behind her, glaring at anyone who dared approach her.
Bodies moved and shifted around me but I could care less. I’d be an inconvenience to the drunken dancers if it meant keeping her safe when she was feeling reckless.
My message was clear. She was mine.
If anyone put a hand on her, I wouldn’t bother to hold back. My own frustration was too close to the surface.
When she finally spotted me and realized what I was doing, she let out a feral growl that went straight to my cock. Her eyes were fierce as she moved closer, shoving me with two hands on my chest. The alcohol had weakened her, and I just gripped herwrists, holding her close to me and looking down at her with a steely glare.
“Why are you hell-bent on ruining my life?” she demanded. “Haven’t I dealt with enough, bullshit?”
“You have,” I agreed. My honesty seemed to throw her for a loop, and she blinked up at me for a few minutes before she was pulling me down. I met her halfway, letting the heat build as I brushed my lips across hers but not giving in.
However, she wasn’t letting me hide this time. Her fist tightened in my hair, forcing me closer before her mouth devoured mine. This wasn’t a sweet kiss, it was dominating, possessive, her staking a claim since I wouldn’t do it myself.
Just as her tongue delved into my mouth, the taste of liquor and sweet cocktails on her tongue, I was ripped away from her. I’d let my defenses down enough that Easton got the drop on me, shoving me to the ground. I scrambled to my feet and put myself between the angry alpha and our mate.
Easton was so angry, his face contorted in betrayal and rage that he looked like a monster. He cocked his fist back to punch me, but I moved out of the way at the last second so he face-planted on the floor.
Easton cursed, the concrete was much less forgiving than flesh.
“You deserved that,” I spit out, kicking him in the side to make sure he was down before taking Tori and dragging her away.
