Page 120 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

Even Abdel and Oscar had wormed their way into my little circle of trust.

“Somewhere else or home?” Oscar asked as he waited for traffic toclear enough to pull onto the main road.

“I think I’m ready for a bath and some old reruns,” I said as I cuddled into Amir’s side.

Would there ever come a time where I didn’t constantly crave his touch? Omegas were built to crave physical affection, but I was beta.

Yet I couldn’t get enough of his sweet touches, his embraces, his kisses…

And all the other fun stuff we did to pass the time while waiting for our alphas…and then again when our alphas returned to us.

“You in an eighties sitcom mood or black and white mood?” Amir asked.

I hummed in thought, then glanced up into his face. “I’m thinking maybe some older movies instead of a sitcom tonight. Oh! What aboutPretty Woman? OrYou’ve Got Mail?”

There really was no point in even making suggestions because Amir always went along with anything I wanted, no matter how hard I pushed him to pick for the night. He always teased that he spent more time staring at me than the show or movie, anyway.

We were still about ten minutes from home, but I was already planning my shower instead of a bath, my pajamas, and the snacks I would lay out on the coffee table for the impromptu movie night.

Not really a movie night since it was only the two of us and we would probably end up falling asleep during at least one of them. But it felt like a perfect ending to such a perfect day. It was right up there with the day Amir had officially proposed to me.

Anomegaproposed tome.

So many times, I’d wondered how I had been blessed with this life after the nightmare of the first twenty odd years of my life.

“Do we have any candy?” I asked, tilting my head to look into Amir’s face.

“I’m sure one of our trusty babysitters wouldn’t mind running out for us,” he teased, raising one brow as we waited for the response we knew was coming.

“Not babysitters. And not a food delivery service,” Abdel said in his heavily accent voice.

Both our bodies shook with a giggle.

The SUV turned into our driveway, then stopped suddenly, causing both of us to lurch against our seatbelts.

“What the f—”

BOOM!

Glass exploded from Oscar’s window and sprayed across the cab, pieces slicing across my cheek as I threw up an arm to block whatever the hell had just flown into the driver’s side.

My brain was slow to catch up, thinking a rock or bird had flown through the window and smashed the glass.

But that didn’t explain the loud boom or the warm, wet liquid that had splashed my cheek and forearms.

“Put it down!” Abdel bellowed as I blinked slowly, raising my head to look around.

“Oh my god,” I cried out.

Oscar was leaning to the side, blood trailing from his head and pooling on the center console.

And outside the door stood an alpha with a mask covering his face, a gun pointed directly at me. Or maybe Amir.

“Put your fucking gun down or they both die.”

He didn’t need to wear a mask. I knew his scent and voice. Both haunted my nightmares.

Antonio.

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