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The silence was heavy as we waited for him to explode with rage and retribution, but all Francisco Lopez had to say was, “Good for her.”

CHAPTER 16

Cas

I couldn’t stop my jaw from dropping. Francisco’s heir was brutally mutilated by an omega who wasn’t even his real daughter, and all he could say was ‘good for her?’

But Frankie smirked like she’d known that would be his reaction as she made a pile of long-stemmed roses in dark purples and reds. “That’s what I said when I found out what she did.”

“Omegas are the most vicious of us all,” Francisco said solemnly, like this was common knowledge.

I felt like I was losing my fucking mind.

“What makes you say that?” I asked, unable to keep my mouth shut any longer.

Yeah, yeah Frankie said to be a rock or whatever, but this was Lucy we were talking about. I wanted to know what the fuck that meant. Maybe if I understood, I could do a better job of being her alpha.

Maybe she’d agree to be mine if she saw I knew what she really was and didn’t just accept it, but adored it.

“We coddle and protect them because they’re precious to us, but they have teeth and claws just as we do,” Francisco explained with more patience than I would expect. “There is nothing more dangerous than a bear and her cubs, Cassius Valentine. They simply show their rage in different ways.”

“You’d know,” Frankie scoffed as she tossed another rose into her pile.

“I would, wouldn’t I? My omega has always been a little spicy.” Francisco started pulling from Frankie’s pile, stripping the roses of their thorns before arranging them among the bright red ones.

I felt like I needed to sit down, but I stood there like the rock Frankie wanted me to be. It was the best way to learn what I needed to know even if I could barely understand any of it.

“I take it this is why Arturo has been missing for nearly three weeks?” the alpha of the Lopez pack asked, his eyes on the roses.

Red eyes so bright they matched the flowers he was working with.

“He was going to rape her,” I snapped, giving up on being silent. “Liam will go to war for Lucy if that’s what it takes. Either way, his life is hers. She will decide if he lives or dies. Not me, not Liam, and certainly not you.”

Surprisingly, Francisco nodded sagely, not even bothering to look at me as he worked. “No need for war as long as you understand she is the one who gets to choose.”

Running a hand over my face, I tried to wrap my head around this new development, but it was so different from the intel I’d received I was having a really fucking hard time.

“Then what about your heir?” I couldn’t keep my mouth shut and Frankie gave me an exasperated look, but she didn’t try to change the subject.

“I have plenty of options,” Francisco admitted. “No need to rush. I’m quite healthy.”

Raising an eyebrow at Frankie, I silently demanded she explain this shit before I asked this legacy alpha one more stupid question and finally set off his rage.

“Pop, you’re really not mad?” Frankie started stripping the dark roses of thorns, her eyes down like she knew…

Finally, her father paused his work and eyed his daughter like she was annoying him. “If he was stupid enough to do something like that, he deserves the consequences of his actions, doesn’t he? When have I ever defended a rapist, Francesca? Not once in my entire career have I ever represented one, and I will not have one in my pack either. Personally, I was disappointed our little omega didn’t take both his eyes and then his cock. What little there is of it anyway.”

I pulled out my phone and started texting Liam the new developments, because never in a million years would we have ever suspected this shit. Although, it didn’t surprise me Lucy was the one who’d charmed her way into this prick’s heart.

Even when she didn’t seem to like him very much.

“Regardless, I’ve already written up the paperwork to remove Arturo from the family registry. He’s no longer a Lopez, let alone my heir. I’ll make the announcement as soon as I know what it is Lucy would like. How is she by the way?”

Frankie took over the flower arranging just as Peter came back with a serving tray of fruit, coffee, and pastries. Her father sat down at the wrought iron tea table and gestured for me to sit across from him.

Why did it feel like I was about to get interrogated?

“She’s…” Frankie sighed and pursed her lips. “Her heat finally came, but it was thirteen days long. The Valor doctor said her pheromones were triggered when she met her scent matches.”

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