Page 115 of Justice for Puck Bunnies

“Not me. Have you considered that karma’s a bitch instead?”

“Not such a bitch when I’m going home with your omega though, huh? I’ll shed a tear for you when I bite her while we’re fucking our brains out. Come on, Izzy. Let’s go.”

The world drops away as Brad, for the second time, oh so casually tosses out my most important secret.

Except this time, there’s no hiding it.

Cameras flash and I feel the weight of every phone being swung in my direction.

The Cannons’ star captain has done exactly what I asked him to do—he’s publicly claimed me as his in a way he can’t take back.

Except, the only thing he can’t take back is announcing to all the world that I’m an omega.

I have no bond, no ring, and only a forced agreement from Brad Cameron to make one of those things happen at some point in the future.

“Your what?” Livvy shrieks at decibels that would make dogs howl.

“My omega, Livvy. Happy? Izzy’s an omega. Do you understand now? It was never going to happen. I’m choosing the omega. Call me when you’ve calmed down and we can talk about it.”

Choosing “the omega.”

Why do they need to talk about it?

They’re stupid thoughts to have under the weight of everything that’s happened.

My stomach churns.

Sacrosanct dreams buried deep shatter into finite shards that I am absolutely certain will never reconstitute.

I am well and truly fucked.

Jolie’s pupils blow wide as she frantically searches the people around us.

The red light over the news camera taunts me.

The crowd holds its breath while they wait for what comes next.

There’s no escape now. No choices remain.

This is the end of my freedom.

A hundred people heard Brad out me, and more will once the video goes viral.

Which it will. On the heels of the earlier clip, there’s no circumstance where this doesn’t go viral.

I reach for Jolie because I know she understands perfectly. She knows what all this means.

My best friend grabs my hand and hauls me through the crowd of players.

The last view I have is of Mason chasing after me and Trick blocking his path.

I’m hurried down the player tunnel until we find a back exit and run into the night.

Chapter Seventeen

Vin

Twelve days, nineteen hours, and thirty-six minutes have passed.

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