Page 62 of Fight

Realizing Jasper and Tommy are now homed in on her, she gasps as she runs out of the house to her car, grabbing her medical bag on the way.

“Bye!” she calls out, a tinge of wild laughter in her tone as she runs.

“Dammit, Marie!” Tommy roars after her, but I notice he doesn’t use his alpha bark on her. That’s at least something going for him. Forcing omegas to submit to him would make the alpha drop even lower in my esteem.

He’s already scraping the barrel as it is as my wrists sting with the reminder of the damn handcuffs.

“Be nicer to your sister, Tommy,” I tell him, moving toward the door. Gabriel and Augustine follow behind me, gazing at me as if I’m about to disappear.

I still can’t believe my feet are leading me to freedom. I’m no one’s kept omega. I refuse to lose myself to the whims of others. I want to create my own destiny, which is why my heats terrify me and I make sure I’m completely alone during them.

What if I’m not strong enough to deny an alpha’s bite, even if it’s Auggie? I don’t want to use his own instincts against him. While this was before I found out that he’s my scent match, my reasons are still sound.

Biology doesn’t build a solid relationship. Trust, love, and respect does, and I’m woefully inexperienced in what any of those feel like.

I’m a mess.

“Bluebell… Cerenity, can you just fucking wait?” Tommy rasps. “Are you really just walking out on us?”

“We’re losing you without ever being able to get to know you,” Jasper adds, his fingers raking through his hair in agitation.

“You can’t lose what was never yours to have,” I say with a shrug, touching my nose. “My life, my choices. Fuck you for trying to force this scent match on me.”

“Your last dose of alpha pheromone blocker spray was, what, forty-eight hours now?” Auggie guesses.

“Yeah, they thought they’d let it run its course while they kept me cuffed to the headboard,” I mutter. “I have no idea how much time I have left before I need another dose.”

“Maybe that would work for anyone else, but not you,” Auggie says, rolling his eyes. The alpha may have lied to me, but he knows me better than anyone. “You’d still fight them tooth and nail for your independence.”

I don’t know what I’m going to do with him. I’m so angry with him, but I can’t address it in the mafia boss’ home. I’ll figure it out when I’m rolled up like a burrito in my blankets at home. Wincing, I feel a headache building behind my eyes, and I don’t feel great.

Ugh, I want a cold shower too. I hate that it’s such a long drive home.

“I almost hate how well you know me,” I mutter. The small smirk falls off his gorgeous face as hurt enters his eyes, and I look away.

Together, Auggie, Gabriel, and I walk out of the house without looking back as Tommy and Jasper call out to me. My heart pinches as I listen to them, but I refuse to bend. I hope they run out of toilet paper when they’re home alone, and that every sweet thing they put in their mouth tastes like ash.

I’m a petty omega, and I don’t take things lying down for long.

GABRIEL

Augustine rammed the gate as he followed Tommy’s vehicle onto his property earlier, effectively breaking it into several pieces so he could pass through. It’s a testament to how well Auggie’s truck is built that it simply shuddered a little before powering through.

“I still don’t understand how you’re here, or why you three were fighting when I came downstairs with Marie,” Cerenity says as we walk out to the truck. “Spill.”

“That’s an easy story to tell. I called Wren when I tracked down the meager leads I had without any hope of finding you. I hoped Wren or her guys could help me,” Auggie says as he opens the passenger side door for her.

The little omega glares at him as she brushes past him to open the back door and climb in, making my alpha sigh. Oh yeah, he’s definitely in the dog house for lying to her. The titty twister she gave him was epic though. Augustine is in for a long road to forgiveness with her.

Climbing into the passenger seat, I wink at him. Augustine squeezes my knee as he rolls his eyes and closes the door, admitting that Cerenity is milking her vengeance.

“And?” Cerenity asks as Augustine walks around the truck, her gaze zeroed in on him.

Turning to face her, I take over for Auggie. “Shaw was worried, so he agreed to drive down and ask Tommy for a meeting to discuss your disappearance,” I tell her. “He kept in contact with Augustine so he knew what was happening, and then Augustine put the AirTag on Tommy’s truck so we could follow him back.”

“Unfortunately, Tommy and Jasper had some errands to run while we followed from a distance, even going into Target to get clothes for you,” Augustine grunts as he gets into the vehicle. “It took a while to get here, and when they realized I was following them through the gate, Tommy tried to shut it on me.”

I snort as my lips twitch as I remember how beautiful the sound of wood shattering to pieces was.

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