Page 47 of Knot a Thief

I offered good money for her.

She’s not a commodity to be bought and sold. Leave her alone.

What if I made a mistake?

You did. She was kidnapped, Max. Where were you? You have all the money and resources in the world. You could’ve saved her. A pack could’ve claimed her. Nearly did. You knew when she revealed she was your scent matched omega, yet you chose the business over her. Now leave her alone. She’s happy.

She needs an alpha.

According to Ava, she doesn’t. Leave her alone.

You couldn’t leave yours alone.

I never rejected my omega. Yet, you rejected Avaline twice.

Twelve million dollars is a lot for an omega who won’t go through a heat. And I didn’t reject her. I reduced the payment by eight million with provisions to pay the money when she went into her heat. And I was then told she’d rejected me. He then sold her to Garrett Jameson.

And you believed that?

Yes.

That’s the difference between me and you. I’d burn the world down for Eleanor. Not walk away and let another alpha take her.

You don’t have a clue. Now tell me where she is?

No.

Tell me and I’ll give you half of this company. It’s worth fourteen billion dollars. You’ll be worth seven billion.

I gasp, my hand flying to my mouth.

The company you stole from me. The company I should already own half of. But you keep it. I have more money than I can ever spend.

Tell me where she is.

No.

The emails get shorter the further I read.

Walker’s refusal is a minor comfort, but the last exchanges leave me cold when Walker reveals.

She’s scentless.

Because of the vaccination?

Ella’s scent came back. But Ava’s never did. Even Ava thinks she’s a dud. Now leave Ava alone.

Thanks.

That single word from Max sends a chill down my spine. What does it mean?

I slump back in the chair, my mind whirling. Everything I thought has been turned upside down.

I groan as I press my hand on my stomach. The pain in my abdomen has become almost unbearable, matching the turmoil in my head.

I never rejected Max. So why does everyone think I did? And what does he want with me now?

Exhaustion washes over me, mingling with the pain and confusion. I struggle to my feet, deciding to sleep off this new wave of discomfort. As I stumble towards the guest room, my mind races with a growing sense of unease.

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