Page 103 of My Knotty Mountain Men

“What?” We all shout at the same time. I must have heard her wrong.

“Oh, yeah.” Violet nods. “She said a bunch of bullshit that you’re all going to leave me when you find someone younger and hotter like you did her. Then she switches it up and tells me that you belong to her, and she’s going to get her pack back.” Violet shakes her head. “Her pack. Ha. You’re mine!” Violet growls. I know it’s the wrong time for this, but any time she gets possessive over us, it makes my dick hard, and now is no different.

“Anyways,” Violet mutters. “She went on about me being a homewrecker and her son deserving his daddies.” She rolls her eyes. “But then!” Violet leans forward the best she can, but the adorable baby bump is in the way. Does she have any idea howsexy she looks pregnant? I mean, she’s sexy all the time, but this, this is different.

“Hey, you.” Violet snaps her fingers. “Eyes up here.”

“Sorry,” I mumble. I have no idea what is coming over me right now. She’s upset, and here I’m thinking of ways I want to bend her over and knot her.

The others chuckle, but my Omega just looks angry.

“Keep going.”

“Like I was saying,” she huffs. “She then tells me she will pay me two hundred grand if I leave you three, give her the baby, and never. Come. Back!”

“Fuck's sake,” Thomas hisses.

“Are you kidding me?” My eyes widen in horror.

“Something needs to be done about her. How can someone get away with that!?” Nolan asks, raising his voice.

“She wouldn’t leave me alone. I kept telling her to go away and that I wasn’t selling my damn baby.” She snuggles back into Thomas’ arms. He holds her tighter, kissing her head as I grab her legs and pull them onto my lap. Rubbing my hands up and down her calves, I wait for her to continue.

“She followed me out of the store. I didn’t even get a chance to buy the things in the cart.” Her eyes start to water. A growl bubbles in my chest, but I hold it down.

“Did she touch you?” Nolan asks.

“No.” Violet shakes her head. “But I was honestly afraid. I panicked, and I didn't know what to do. I was also so fucking pissed off she wouldn’t just go away. That she wouldn’t stop spewing the lies from the delusional mindset she’s in. So, I, ahh...” Violet bites down on her lower lip. “I went to the passenger side and pulled my gun on her.”

“What!?” My eyes widen in surprise. I sure as hell didn’t expect her to say that.

“I’m sorry!” she rushes out. “I said I panicked. I didn’t know what to do.”

“But you didn’t shoot her, did you?” Thomas asks.

“No. Just scared her away. I just wanted her to let me leave.”

“Shame,” Nolan mutters, and I can’t help the snort that leaves me.

Violet looks at me with wide eyes. “You're not mad?”

“Mad? Yes. At you? Fuck no, baby. I’m pissed that we’ve brought this on you, that our baggage has been pulled into your life with us.”

“Don’t be,” Violet insists. “You didn’t ask for any of this. She’s crazy, and she’s using her money to justify her behavior. She’s only going to be able to get away with it for so long before people start to see they can’t cover up for her forever.”

“We’re going to figure this out,” I tell her, my eyes finding Thomas’. He’s pissed, we all are. Our Omega shouldn’t have to suffer because of a girl who can’t take rejection.

I’m not sure how I’m going to do it, but I’m going to get this whole Sylvia bullshit taken care of one way or another. Starting by getting a restraining order for Violet. You would think four of them would be enough for the judge to see something's wrong with this woman. Sadly, they’re not the sole ones who are responsible for doing something about it, the police need to investigate and charge her—only they won't because they're in her mother’s pocket.

I don’t get it. I know my pack and I are good men. We work hard and have earned everything we have. We’re not badly off. But we’re not some prize pack who’s worth billions, and we didn’t even date Sylvia long enough to really show who we were apart from some small flirting.

Was the one night of okay sex really that life-changing? Because I know for a fact that the guys and I don’t feel that way.She wasn’t anything special. We knew right away she wasn't for us.

And if she didn’t keep popping up in our lives, we would have forgotten about her pretty fast. Not to be a dick, but the spark wasn’t there. Nothing about our time together was memorable.

Now, I want more than anything to be rid of her and never see her again for the rest of my life.

We talk a little bit longer before Violet falls asleep in Thomas’ arms.

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