“What?!” Issa blurted, lunging to her feet and out of Amir’s hold. “You said I could work.”
“And I hold to that. But that was before that fucker decided to stalk you like a fucking….”
“Stalker?” Cyrus offered.
I turned a glare on him, but he simply shrugged.
“How long will that take? We didn’t even know he was still around. I worked all that time with no issue.”
“Until last night. You didn’t even bother telling any of us he was there,” I said, gesturing to Ax, Cyrus, and myself. I understood why she hadn’t told Amir, but she should have at least either told our security or one of us.
“Because I didn’t wantthatto happen,” she said, throwing her arms wide as though to indicate what had happened tonight. “I was going to tell you if he caused me any problems or after he left. Not when our omega was there. Not when the place was packed.”
“I can take care of my-fucking-self,” Amir grumbled.
He reached forward and tugged Issa down onto his lap, wrappinghis arms around her waist and nuzzling his cheek against hers, his chin along her shoulder, scent marking her for his own comfort.
“Both of you are out of the club until further notice. My brother is going to send someone over to watch over the house while we’re at work.” My muscles were taut, and my alpha wanted…something. Retribution. Confirmation that my pack was whole.
Blood.
Revenge.
Issa’s mouth opened as her brows slammed together, but I held up my hand.
“Not open for negotiation. And it’s only temporary. The second this Antonio bullshit is settled you can work as many fucking hours at the club as you want. And you,” I said, turning my attention to Amir, “can go back to watching her every move while she’s there.”
“Or you could both stay here permanently so we know you’re safe when we’re working,” Ax grumbled. His voice was deep, growly, and his scent was all wrong, the usually sweet, spiced rum signature smelling more like stale or cheap liquor with his rage.
“Do we really need a babysitter? The two of us could hang out at my family’s house. Or I could have my dad send someone over,” Amir offered, somewhat confirming my suspicions of how far his fathers’ influence reached.
I glanced at Cyrus. His brows were raised, and he looked calm, but his scent was a little off, too.
As alphas, it was our job to protect our omega, to protect our beta. The former dove straight into the fight and gotten hurt and the latter had tried her best to get to the brawl. She could have been so easily hurt. We’d lost sight of Antonio, meaning he could have easily absconded with our girl before we had a clue she was gone.
“I don’t see why not. It’d be another set of eyes. Whether they go to his parents’ house or they send backup to Enzo’s men, we could get through our shifts without the distraction of constantly checking through the bonds or watching the cameras.”
It wasn’t a secret the entire place was wired with cameras and alarms. Not like we had anything to hide from each other. But all oursecurity measures had been upped when Issa had agreed to stay with us.
“If you’re going to your parents, let us know before you leave. I want someone with you when you go.”
“So wewillhave a babysitter,” Amir grumbled.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I looked down at our omega. “Would you rather risk the two of you being taken where we can’t find you? I have no doubt Antonio will do far worse to Issa than he had in the past. Could you live with that?”
Growls erupted and bitter scents exploded into the air at my statement. I didn’t care how much it pissed off or scared the pack, as long as it got through Amir’s and Issa’s thick as fuck skulls.
Amir’s arms tightened around Issa as an omega whine lifted on the air. Which, of course, set off all three alphas. The growls grew louder as though a threat was in the house, right there in the living room.
“I’ll contact my brother’s pack in the morning. Amir, talk to your fathers, see if they’re okay with the two of you either hanging out there while we’re at work, or if they have anyone they want to send as backup. For now, the two of you aren’t to leave this house without one of us or another guard. I will not risk your safety because you’re both stubborn.”
My lips twisted when their brows slammed together in unison and they both looked as though they were pouting.
We’d hoped bringing in an omega would help Issa heal. We’d hoped she would get along with a male omega instead of making her place feel threatened by adding a female omega.
Instead, we’d bonded a missing piece of her heart, a piece that only Amir could fill.
“Pack bed?” Amir asked hopefully, though his brows were still pinched together.