“Did you know what she is?”
I really didn’t like the way the smile on Francisco’s face sharpened.
“How could I not know what she is, when her father is the same?”
Jesus fucking Christ. What the hell was I supposed to do with that information?
“You’re sure of it?” Frankie asked, not sounding the least bit surprised.
“As sure as I can be about anything.” Francisco turned his head slightly to study me and I raised an eyebrow, wondering what the fuck he was going to say now. “I believe we should have a meeting with Nicolette, don’t you? If Liam is going to court Lucy, your alpha is going to have some problems with that. I’d like to prevent as much damage to her mental health as possible by reminding Nicolette how unfortunate it would be if she were to offend me.”
Great. Somehow this omega of mine was getting not one, but two legacy packs all stirred up over her when I knew it was the last thing she wanted.
“If Lucy wants to, I’ll ask Liam to contact his mother.” I crossed my arms over my chest and stared into Francisco’s eyes. It was a challenge in his territory, but I didn’t care about the potential consequences. Not when it came to Lucy. “But at the moment, she’s not interested in starting a relationship with either of us.”
Francisco gave me a sharp grin and for some reason, it reminded me of Liam. “I wonder if she’ll do to Liam what she did to Frankie.”
“Hey!” Frankie threw the shears down on the table but neither of us looked away from the other.
“And what exactly did she do?”
“Oh nothing.” Francisco plucked one of the roses from the table and offered it to me. “Just made my daughter choose between her and the Lopez pack.”
I took the rose and studied the dark purple petals. This one still had all its thorns too.
“As you can see, Francesca no longer bears the Lopez name.” The alpha of one of the wealthiest packs in the country turned his back on me, breaking eye contact first, but it didn’t feel like a victory. “What do you think Nicolette will do if Lucy does the same to him?”
Squeezing the stem of the rose, I could feel the thorns pierce my skin before they were crushed by my strength.
Lucy might be strong, but she wasn’t strong enough to withstand the strength of Valor if Nicolette decided to crush her.
I needed to warn Liam.
This might not end well, but I knew better than anyone he didn’t give a single fuck if his mother would accept his choice or not.
“Liam promised to go to war for Lucy,” I reminded them. “He never specified with whom.”
If she wanted him, but not his legacy status, Liam would destroy our entire world if he had to and then remake it. Just to have her.
CHAPTER 17
Lucy
I stood in the center of my destroyed apartment, chest heaving with every breath as I tried not to scream.
Knowing Liam had taken something of mine didn’t bother me, but not knowing what it was he took was making me lose my fucking mind.
My office had every single item that had once been neatly displayed on my shelves or in the drawers in piles on the floor. I’d tossed everything but what I was working on to the floor too, picking up every item more than once to be sure, and I’d finally come to the conclusion that he hadn’t taken anything from my office.
The living room and kitchen were also in shambles.
A phonk song blared through the speakers loud enough my brain vibrated in my skull. It felt soothing and was probably the only thing keeping me from ripping apart the walls to see what I might have missed.
If I hadn’t had the recording of Frankie’s interviews playing through the earbud in my ear, I might have started crying.
The last thing I needed was a mental breakdown, but thankfully, I’ve always been good at multitasking and the noise of the song didn’t drown out the sound of Frankie questioning everyone who’d been in the building the day Gideon was killed. Being able to hear both noises at the same time actually helped me focus on the nuances of their tone when they answered.
I logged every detail in my brain while I kept my hands busy.