“You’ve been a very naughty Omega, Tatum. You thought you could escape us? Run from me? I warned you about me. Then you came all over my bed, leaving your slick and your scent behind to taunt me?”
“Why did you come here?” I ask breathlessly, still grinding into him, the scent of my slick heavy in the air.
“You’ve been hiding from me, Pretty Gift, and I wanted to see you,” he says, and my breathing picks up.
“I left for a reason.”
Kodiak shakes his head, scoffing. “I don’t care what your reason is,Baby… Your scent, the way your sweet pussy gets so slick for me, tells me you want me. Why run from this?”
I’m shaking my head and struggling to escape his lap. He’s got a firm fucking grip on me, though. “Kodiak, stop.”
“No.”
I growl at the stubborn fuck, and fight harder to release myself. “Kodiak! I said no.”
“Omega, if you think whatever demons you’re fighting are enough to scare me off, you’d be fucking incorrect. Whatever is happening in here,” he taps my forehead, “is telling this thing,” he taps over my heart, “that you can’t be with me. I can’t force your heart to want me. I can’t make your body respond if you feelnothing for me…but your mind? That’s a whole other monster, and Baby? I’m a mother fucking monster slayer.”
I whimper, searching his blue eyes for a sign that he’s lying to me, but all I see is devotion. I gasp as he pushes a hand into my hair and leans in. Breaking down another wall around my ruined heart.
The kiss is fucking lightning. Electric and fucking intense. He kisses me like he owns my soul. God, it’s so good. So fucking good, and I almost fall for it. Fuck, Iwantto fall for it. But I’m not stupid. Or maybe I am, I don’t know anymore.
I bite his tongue, careful not to draw blood and shove myself off Kodiak, but he simply grins up at me, leaning back in the seat, arms stretched behind him.
“Run, Pretty Gift. Run, but know that I am always hunting you, ready to slay all your monsters. You’ll be mine, Tatum. Ours.”
I’m panting as I stare at the fucking psycho.
“Leave me alone, Kodiak. Let this go. Stay the fuck away.”
But as I walk away, I hear the crazy Alpha fuck chuckling.
“Not for a fucking second, Tatum.”
Chapter Thirty-Three
Hayden
I can’t help but question my brother’s sanity as we ride over to the club Kodiak found our Omega at. When Declan got the call from Elle asking about an ex employee that was applying for a position in her club, that's when reality sank in.
She really had quit.
Since the night she cut us out of her life, I have only found comfort from her absence with the grainy feed of her living room. The camera’s have been acting up, but things with the club and our side hustles have me too busy to fix them. Breaking into her apartment isn’t my best idea.
“Declan,” I lean back in the second row of the SUV and fight to keep my legs still. I need to see my Starlight, but not like this. “This is just going to upset her.” Trying to reason with my pack lead, while our bond fizzles with anxiety, is a fucking pointless fight.
“She needs to be confronted with what’s between us. We have to show her that she is ours,” Declan says as he checks his reflection in the mirror in the passenger side visor. His gazemeets mine before he looks at our broody brother driving the vehicle. “Just like at Kodi’s party,” he murmurs.
“We just need to make her a little jealous. Show her that she wants us just as bad as we want her,” Kodiak replies as he turns into the parking lot of our biggest rival. I actually really like Candy. She takes care of her employees and does her best to keep them safe. If Tatum was going to end up anywhere, I’m glad it’s here.
“Are we forgetting that Tatum has been rejecting her instincts for years? That her mother–”
“If you don’t want to see ourmate,” Declan snarls, the commanding tone of a pack lead lacing his words with anger and hostility, “then stay in the fucking car. But if you get in the way of us getting our Omega back, I’ll lock you in the basement until we get her back. And when she finally lets us fuck her, I’ll fucking blindfold you.”
His threat hits its mark, but it also…maybe gives me hope? They want her as badly as I do. They don’t know she’s our scent match. I do. It’s not something I could ever forget.
I know Tatum didn’t forget, she’s just protecting herself from the truth.
I know they just want to prove themselves to her. Just like I do, but I know Tatum. This will end badly.