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“Now you’re dangling a scent match in our faces.” Flynn’s voice was stiff, as if he were trying to sound more casual than he was. “Well played. We lost. Is that what you want to hear?”
I felt Dusk’s low growl vibrate against my chest as his hand slipped around my neck, cupping his bite as he drew me against him. Midnight opium quelled the rising panic attack as I watched my mates bargain for me like I was a trinket at a market stall.
“We’ll take her off your hands,” Flynn said. “Name the price.”
“There is no price.” Ransom’s voice was strained with fury. “She’s ours.”
Eric looked between Dusk and Ransom as if searching for the joke. Gareth laughed. “You can’t be serious about wanting to keep her.”
I watched Eric’s eyes slide to me, lingering on the bites on my chest, his gaze slipping from amused to hungry for a moment.
Dusk drew me tighter against him. I could feel him through the bond, steadfast. A bastion I could cling to.
“She belongs to my pack.” Dusk’s voice was perfectly even. “Any marks she wears are mine.”
Eric’s eyes snapped to him and I saw a flicker of a snarl pull on his lips before he caught it. “We claimed her, she is worthless to?—”
Dusk cut him off, each word slow and vicious. “Youattackedyour own scent match. Those marks might prove your foulness but they don’t touch her worth.”
I shrank against Dusk, and felt him draw me closer, and my shaking fingers were tangled with Roxy’s and she squeezed me tight.
Eric took a step forward, but Ransom cut him off, his aura—which was still a smothering force in the air—flaring. “You bit her in that video, didn’t you? The one you wanted everyone to see. You called her a stalker—too stupid to recognise your own mate.” His voice dropped. “But you didn’t claim her.”
I felt Dusk waver in the bond just the slightest bit. Not with fear, but uncertainty.
I got that.
I didn’t understand any of this. Even if I was their scent match, the only way to transfer the dark bond to them was through a princess bond.
The bond between mates.
But that was the opposite to the dark bond, it handed power to the omega. I know I thought I’d heard them discussing one all those months ago, but I’d written it off as imagination. The Lincoln pack were not one who wanted to offer a princess bond to an omega.
“There is no price,” Ransom said.
“There has to be a—” Flynn cut off at Ransom’s growl. I’d never noticed until now quite how tall he was, rounding on them with ease.
“Take one more step closer to my omega, and I will put you all the way through the wall this time.”
“This isinsane,” Flynn snarled, eyes darting to me. I felt a flutter of terror. There was a wild undercurrent of madness dancing in his eyes before Gareth grabbed him, dragging him back a step.
“Let’s go,” Gareth growled.
Flynn tore his gaze from me to Ransom, who was all but coiled to pounce—as were the security guards. Finally, he stepped back.
I watched them storm through the huge front door of the ballroom, my heart in my throat until they were out of sight.
“Do you want to leave?—?”
“No.” I cut Roxy short.
Not now. Not straight away.
They were out there, and I… I didn’t want to run.
Theywere the ones running.
“Are you sure, Little Reaper?” Ransom had turned to me, aura vanishing in an instant.
