Page 51 of Curvy Nerdy Omega

Unless that information was deleted, I could trace his footsteps and figure out what he was doing, but even if someone deleted it, I could restore the information as long as I had the original modem.

Since he had an unregistered phone, it would be difficult to find anything on it if he never once connected to a single network. If I wanted to see what was on that phone, I needed to get my hands on it.

I suppose I could ask every provider in the city if they had an account for Gideon Valor, but the smartest way to make sure no one could access what was on there was for it to be prepaid.

Those kinds of phones could be paid for in cash without having to set up an account with the provider, but since it was unusual to offer such a high-end phone as a burner, it was more likely he’d gotten a prepaid sim card.

Hm….

What were the chances he’d connected to the Wi-Fi at Valor Enterprises? Or maybe even his Wi-Fi at home? If he was smart, he wouldn’t have, but there was always a chance…

That was another thing I’d have to ask Liam for if I didn’t want to waste my time hacking into their security and potentially triggering some sort of erasure program.

I tapped on my contacts and scrolled through until I reached the ‘V’s and my thumb hovered over the name Liam Valor.

Why was I hesitating? I needed this information to make progress on the case and he’d promised me access to whatever I wanted. He didn’t necessarily have to be there to give me the account information.

This shouldn’t be hard. I shouldn’t be afraid of what I would do or say the second I heard his voice, but I wasn’t stupid. The reason I was afraid to call him was obvious.

I wanted to hear his voice.

No matter how annoyed I was about this little game he was playing with me, or how scared I was to find out if all his promises really were because of the pheromones, I still wanted to hear his voice. I wanted to hear him reassure me, and tell me he would make whatever crazy thing I’d asked for happen.

I missed him. I missed Cas too, but it wasn’t quite as bad with him since I was tracking Frankie’s location and he was still with her.

Cas cared enough about me that he didn’t hesitate when I asked if he could go with Frankie to a rival pack’s estate. This man had broken into my apartment so he could set up hidden cameras and watch me. It was kind of romantic how much he paid attention.

That was psychotic to even think, let alone say.

Their surveillance of my entire life should scare me. Any normal person would be rightfully terrified, but I’d instantly understood why they’d done it. Knowing where I was made them feel less anxious, even if it was an anxiety induced by my pheromones.

It was real for them until suddenly it wasn’t.

The freedom I had right now to be alone in my apartment, the safety I felt…it was all because they were watching me and I didn’t think I could ever stand here in this apartment again without those eyes following my every move.

I should be angrier about the violation of my privacy but it was kind of hard to commit to the emotion. I knew it wasn’t normal to be like this, but it was hard not to feel a little giddy about it when no one else had ever put so much effort in for me before other than Frankie.

Not even my overprotective father had gone this far, and he was the reason I could take care of myself, even against an alpha.

Why should I be mad when those two had gone above and beyond to make sure I was safe?

Maybe I should just give up and accept Liam and Cas as my alphas, because I had a bad feeling that I’d be comparing every alpha I ever met to them from now on and no one else could ever really compare.

How could they when Liam and Cas had a very specific way of showing how much they cared?

They were deranged.

I sighed, knowing that’s exactly what I liked about them.

I couldn’t help but wonder what his mother would think about all this. She was the alpha of the entire Valor legacy pack with the kind of power and resources that made even Francisco Lopez cautious.

Would she take one look at my tattoos and tell her son she would absolutely not allow him to even entertain the idea?

I kind of hoped she would, just to see what he would do.

Clearly, I was just as deranged as they were.

What happened when they detoxed and didn’t want me anymore? Could I handle it? Would I be able to just let them go after everything?

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