Page 220 of Tangled in Knots

“Thank you,” I tell Jas, certain it’s been shortened. I’ll need to learn names later, or I’ll end up calling him that forever. “Your sons aren’t dead, Rock?—”

The door to the cabin opens and Pack Dresmond walks in as I say those words, simply solidifying the truth in them. My heart clenches as I drink them in, blinking furiously. I was so fucking scared.

Their scents flood the cabin, and I breathe deeply, biting my lip as a slow, rolling heat crashes over me. Fuck.

“Please don’t hold back on our account,” Kane purrs, his gaze checking to make sure I’m alright.

A cramp follows his words and I wince, deciding I need to fucking finish this before I throw my pack into a rut.

God, at least the pill is semi working. Catching Shaw’s eye, I gently rub my stomach, and he curses under his breath.

As long as he’s aware, it’ll be fine. He has an omega, he knows how unpredictable this shit can get. If he can clear the cabin for us after this, I’ll get to mount my alphas and ride all the knots.

Wait, what was I doing?

Ugh, damn heat.

“See?” I ask, finding the thread of conversation again. “Alive and well. Want to tell me why you hated my father so much? I’ll keep cutting off body parts until I get my answers.”

Rock moves to spit at me, which leads me to cut his nose off.

His screams make me shrug. “Should have listened the first time, twunt,” I growl as the alphas around me hide their smiles. “Let’s go again.”

“Cassia and I found each other a few years ago,” Rock roars at me, the stench of his breath raw and acrid in my face. “He was on my shit list for how his life was, so I began to send death threats, making him close ranks. He stopped visiting the Minnesota packs, isolating himself at his estate. At that point, he was paranoid and scared. Cassia wrote him a letter, begging tosee him. That’s when Jeremiah left his home and we moved in. I doubt the idiot ever stopped caring about his sister.”

Looking back at my dead aunt on the ground, I bare my teeth at her. Figures this is all her fault. I continue to ask questions for the sheer enjoyment of cutting off fingers. The information is helpful, but not things I needed to know.

“I really want to shoot his cock off,” I grumble, whimpering as a particularly terrible cramp hits.

“Do it and then kill him,” Shaw urges. “You’re running out of time, and we need to get out of your hair.”

My pack moves to surround me, realizing what’s happening, and Kane kisses up my neck.

“I don’t particularly want to hold my father’s cock, but I’ll pull it out, so you can cut it off if that’ll make you happier,” he purrs in my ear, grinding against my ass.

“This is foreplay for them, isn’t it?” someone asks, while someone snorts.

“She’s going into heat, boys,” Shaw says. “Keep it together. You know how feral we all get with our omegas. Adira can have whatever the fuck she wants.”

“He hurt you,” Jed says against the shell of my ear. “Cut it off, slit his throat, and then let us give you our knots, little omega. I’m afraid to kiss you, because your lips are so swollen. But first, pull the information the Kelly’s need about their girl. Quinn deserves to be found.”

I know that the heat will make me not think about any of that, so I make eye contact with the alpha holding Rock for me and incline my head for him to move. Standing to the side, he grunts in assent for me to do what I need to.

Rock struggles and yells as the blood drips down his face and shirt, but I ignore it all as I shoot twice at his crotch.

The screams and blood make my arousal run hotter, and I know I already have slick running down my thighs.

God, I want a knot so fucking bad.

The only thing keeping me from losing my mind completely is the need to end this.

“Morris, will you kill the alpha on the ground, please?” I ask.

“The one who matches Rock’s ability to have children?” he asks, pulling his gun. “Whatever you did to her, Marc, you deserve worse than this.

“He tried to get her to suck his cock,” Jas says helpfully. Morris’ gun moves from a headshot to a throat wound, something that will make Marc choke on his own blood as he dies.

I can’t help it, the sadistic omega in me snorts. I have one more thing to ask Rock before I kill him. Then this will all be over.

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