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“Sounds like you’re living many omegas’ dreams, Aisling,” he teases me. “I’m headed home to my pack, but if you need their asses kicked, let me know. Who is it?”

“Pack Hayes,” I tell him, checking the space to make sure everything is put away. Gabriel pulls on a thick sweatshirt for the walk out, while I was too lazy to change back into my pants suit.

“Seriously?” Gabriel asks. “They’re kind of the workhorses of your dad’s outfit, aren’t they? I have a few guys at the gym who were talking about them. They sounded as if the pack scared the shit out of them.”

“They’re scary,” I admit, shrugging. “They’re also assholes. I’ve already stabbed Hayes recently. I have a feeling we’re both getting on each other’s nerves.”

“Lean into the brat, Aisling,” Gabriel says with a wink. “See how long it takes for them to want to kill you or fuck you.”

Bursting out into a laugh as I yank open the door, I step outside with Gabriel. It’s fucking cold, making me shiver as I lock up behind us.

“Good night,” I call out to him, looking around for Hayes.

Ugh, did he fucking leave me?

Blowing out a breath in annoyance, I shove my hands in my pockets and start walking, looking for the car. It’s not in the parking lot, or parked on the street. The guards left with everyone else for the night since I had Gabriel with me and I can typically protect myself.

It doesn’t even occur to me to call Aiden, because if he left me, he can jump off a cliff. My hand closes over my knife as I purse my lips, deciding to walk toward the main road and then call for a rideshare.

This isn’t how I thought I’d be ending a long day, but I’ll roll with the punches like I always do. I’m just so fucking tired of having to. Exhaustion and depression pull at me, but I shove it away, because it doesn’t help me right now.

I’m tired of being strong, the person expected to figure out everyone else’s problems when my life is imploding.

Screw it, I’ll decide where the fuck I’m going to go after I get to the main road. As I pass the alley with a huff, I squeal as my arm is yanked, pulling me off the sidewalk. Surprise doesn’t stop me for long since my muscles remember what I’m supposed todo, and I stomp, punch, and look for soft tissue to jab as I flick open my knife.

This is why my father makes me train when I’m home, when everyone else is gone for the day.

“Jesus, fuck,” Hayes growls, stealing the knife from me, tossing it away before shoving my face into the brick wall and my wrists behind my back.

“You’re such a dick,” I squeak. “I thought you left me!”

“You should be so lucky, Princess,” he says. “No, I want to teach you a lesson from the pack about what happens to bratty omegas.”

“What are you going to do?” I snark as he pushes his cock against my ass. I can feel the outline of it as he pulls my coat to the side, so there’s less material between us. The hiss of his belt coming off is the only warning I have before it comes down hard on the fleshy part of my ass.

“Ahh!” I scream, shuddering as my pussy clamps down in need.

Absolutely not, hussy. Good dick and a little impact play isn’t getting him out of this.

“Get off me,” I growl, bumping my ass against his cock to get him to move.

“All I hear is you asking me to fuck your ass,” he grunts, leaning forward to lick up my neck before biting down hard enough for me to whine. It’s embarrassing how well he knows my body.

I hate that he’s learned all of my erotic places during my heat. I didn’t even know them all, and I’m sure I’ll be surprised when they’re found, since I was so desperate with need. A lot of that time was spent cum drunk, which means I don’t remember it all.

“Don’t bite!” I squeal with worry. The last thing I need is to be bonded to this asshole as well.

Holding tightly to my wrists, he does something with the belt binding them tightly together. Struggling to look over my shoulder, I see the belt between his teeth as he bares his teeth at me.

Aiden looks feral, seconds away from a rut. Is that possible?

Domh said once that his alpha’s control was better than the rest of the pack. How is Aiden this close to losing it?

“I didn’t push that hard,” I snark, feeling like the brat he’s accusing me of being. “All I’m doing is getting my work done. I told you that I would be working late.”

“You keep all of your smiles and laughs for others,” he growls. “Not one of us has been graced with either.”

“Maybe because you don’t deserve them!” I scream back at him, gasping when he cracks his palm across my ass.

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