For a moment, Vance said nothing, his eyes darting between us. I thought he was still going to try to hurt me, but then, he laughed, a bitter sound coming out of his mouth. "Well, well. Looks like I underestimated you both. A fated pair, huh? Guess that explains your obsession with the little omega."
It actually explained a lot more than that, but I didn't say anything. The less I said right now, the better it was.
Mateo took a step forward, his body coiled, ready to strike. "You'll pay for what you did to him," he growled. "And I won't stop until you're begging for mercy."
Despite that only increasing the danger between us, I liked it. He was overprotective of me and that was something I had always wanted from someone I was dating.
Vance's crew shifted, their eyes darting between us, uncertainty flashing in their gazes. He didn't know what he should do. When he saw me, he thought he was going to finish what he started, but after finding out that Mateo and I were meant to be together, his plans changed.
He held up a hand, signaling for them to stand down. Wait, what? I didn't think he was going to do that at all. I was so shocked it was like the world around us didn't exist anymore.
"Fine," he said, sounding annoyed. "You two are more trouble than you're worth. Consider this a truce."
My eyes widened. I thought he didn't even know what the word 'truce' meant.
With that, he turned and walked away, his crew following suit. It didn't matter what he did. Those people were always going to be with him.
I stood there, shaking, Mateo's protective presence at my side. He had already closed the distance between us. He knew I felt vulnerable after Vance threatened me, so he was right here, right by my side, making sure I felt better, and I did.
I also felt a rush of emotions: happiness, gratitude, and something more—a sense of connection to the alpha wolf at my side. I realized not too long ago that because we admitted we were meant to be together, he always completed me. He always made me feel that, no matter where we were, we would always be happy.
Without a word, Mateo pulled me into his arms, his embrace possessive and comforting all at once. I felt his bodily warmth and it was so good. He made me breathe easier.
I continued willingly, my body molding against his, our bond strengthening with each passing moment. And his arms around my body gave me everything else I needed.
I felt his lips descend on mine, his kiss gentle yet passionate. It wasn't our first kiss. Far from it, but it was different because we had just resolved something that had been bothering us so much. Vance wasn't a problem anymore.
The guards intervened, their whistles piercing the moment. I knew something was going to stop us. Nothing could be perfect in this prison. As long as we were here, we would never be able to do the things we wanted. We had to get out.
"None of that!" One of them shouted, his face twisted in disgust. Jeez, was he jealous? "No fraternizing between inmates!"
I chuckled. Mateo and I had been doing so much more than just fraternizing.
The guards pulled us apart, their hands rough as they separated us. They didn't have to be like that with us. They only had to ask.
Still, I felt a pang of loss as Mateo's lips left mine, the connection between us severed abruptly. I knew we were going to be kissing each other very soon, but I still didn't want this to happen.
"You two will be spending some time in solitary," the guard said, his tone cold. "Maybe that'll teach you to keep your hands to yourselves."
Wait, what? This shouldn't be happening. We were only kissing and not doing anything more egregious. What the fuck? This was so weird.
We were marched down the hallway, our eyes locked, and there was so much we wanted to say to each other. I felt a sense of dread as I realized what awaited us: solitary confinement, separated from each other, our bond strained by the distance.
This was not fair! I didn't think I would have to do this, but it was time to put a desperate plan into motion. It might not work, but it was better than nothing. Otherwise, Mateo and I would remain separated.
It was all or nothing at this point. Anything for my alpha.
Chapter 6
Mateo
I stood in my cell, looking out, sitting on the bed, and seeing that nothing was happening outside of my cell. I didn't think there was going to be anything happening, but I was still surprised. I thought that there were going to be at least a few people passing by my cell, but nothing was going on. Absolutely nothing. I was alone in my cell.
I thought about Rylan. He had spent so much time with me only to be separated from me. Still, even though we were so far from each other, we could feel each other. I could still feel as though he was touching me right now, even though he wasn't.
I knew that whatever he was doing, he was still thinking about me. Perhaps that was the reason why I felt as if he were right here with me.
The prison guards thought they could keep us separated, but it was never going to be so easy.