Page 4 of The Knot Before Christmas

“What the fuck!” one of them shouts as I take a sharp turn onto the road. Thankfully for us all, it’s late, and this back road is dead. Not so good news is it’s full of potholes, which has the van bouncing around violently.

“Sorry!” I yell as the men curse and shout. I wince when I hear a few loud bangs back there.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“What the fuck are you doing?”

Santa Claus finally makes his way up to the front. “Get the fuck up.”

“Nope, sorry, no can do.” I give him a nervous laugh. “Seems like I’m really freaking the fuck out, and I can’t seem to make any of my muscles work.”

“For fuck’s sake,” he grumbles, reaching for the wheel. He doesn’t get a chance to take it, because I yank it to the side, sending him falling into the passenger seat.

“Get the van under control!” one of the elves shouts.

“I’m fucking trying!” Santa snaps.

Somehow, we’ve ended up on a back road, heading away from town.Fucking hell. I’m going to die tonight, aren’t I?I’m driving myself into the middle of the damn woods with three random Alphas.

Alphas who, I’m almost positive, just robbed the mall.

My heart is pounding like crazy, and I feel like I’m going to puke. I probably look like a crazy woman right now with how wild my eyes are.

Santa grabs the wheel and steadies the van, straightening us out a bit. I let out a breath and slowly ease my foot off the gas. The van starts to slow down and Santa guides the van over, so that we’re on the side of the road.

“Good, now press on the brake.”

He has a little bite to his bark, startling me and causing me to slam my foot on the brake.

The guys in the back tumble forward while Santa and I jolt to a stop.

“I meant carefully,” he snarls.

“Sorry,” I squeak.

I risk a glance, peeking up at him. He’s glaring down at me, nostrils flaring.

“Who are you?” he asks in a dangerous tone.

I blink up at him. “Ah... I’m...”Do not give him your name, Nova.I slam my mouth shut, rolling my lips, and biting down.

The other two men join us.

“She’s a fucking Omega,” one of them groans.

“And you’re stupid Alphas!” I snap back, glaring up at them.Stupid, sexy Alphas.Damn it.

“I like her. She’s got bite.”

“I know something I could bite,” I mutter. Once it leaves my mouth, I close my eyes and pray.Oh, Nova.

He chuckles. “I mean, if you really want to.”

“How about we tell you our names, and then you tell us yours?”

“Fine,” I sigh. I mean, it’s just my first name; like hell, I’ll give them anything else.

“I’m Nick. This is Will and Ian,” the guy dressed as Santa says.

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