Page 31 of Knot So Broken

“How are you feeling, Kennedy?” he asks as we slowly walk back towards the car. “I’m feeling a little overwhelmed to be honest. I have never been treated so well in my life. It doesn’t feel right to be accepting all of this, but in the same breath, a part of me is thrilled at being spoiled.”

Theo nods as his hand tightens around mine.

“I want to change that. I want you to become so used to that feeling that when we spoil you, it doesn’t scare you.”

I chuckle, “I don’t think it's ever going to become something that I’m used to.” “I guess we just have to keep spoiling you,” he laughs as he spins me around before bringing me into his body.

I laugh as I look up at him. My heart clenches at the sight before me.

His smile completely lights up his face. The light shining into the dark garage reflects off the colors in his eyes, making them so much more intense.

“You are perfect, Kennedy,” he whispers as he closes the distance between us. I part my lips as his meet mine. The kiss starts off slow. His soft lips gently move over mine. His tongue swipes at my bottom lip before they twist together in a slow sensual kiss, but only for a moment as the hunger starts to take over.

A cough echoes through the quiet space, startling Theo and I apart.

We turn, finding my father, Derrick and a few of his men standing in the once empty space.

The blood completely drains from my face as I lock eyes with the man that has abused me since I can first remember.

“You don’t have any shame do you, Kennedy?” My father snarls at us. I instantly shrink away from the sound of his voice. Theo doesn’t let me get too far away as he grips my hand.

“Don’t you dare speak to her.” Theo’s booming voice sounds through the space. A few of my father’s men take a step back. I watch as his jaw ticks.

“Who the fuck do you think you are with your hands on my daughter? She is engaged to be married!”

Not even an Alpha’s strength could stop me from taking a step back from Theo. Engaged to be married?

No. This can’t be happening.

I pull my hand from Theo’s as I take another step back from them all.

My father’s chuckle chills me to my core, “Your fiances are waiting at home for you, Kennedy. They, and I, were both very disappointed to learn that you had left school early.”

Theo laughs, slapping his hand on his knee. I look at him in disbelief. What the fuck does he think is so funny about this? My father just told me I am engaged to be married! “Oh, you are funny. If Kennedy is going to be married to anyone, it will be me.”

My father snorts, “Some deadbeat high school dropout thinks he is going to marry my daughter?” He shakes his head before crossing his arms over his chest. He tries to puff it out, in a way to make himself look tougher, but it does the opposite.

“The ten million dollars that hit my account says otherwise. Who are you anyway?” Ten million dollars? That's what I am worth to my father?

Bile burns my throat as the contents of my stomach threatens to empty. I curl in on myself, like if I make myself small enough, all of this will just go away. “My name is Theo Duran. Maybe you have heard of me and my family?” Theo says with a confidence I could never feel in a situation like this.

My father’s face blanches as he stares at the Alpha. The previous cocky bravado he had as he interrupted us, completely gone.

“Duran as in…”

Theo cuts my father off, “Yes, that Duran. I don’t think my father would be very pleased to know that you are trying to marry my scent match Omega off to some unknown Alphas? One that has bought her, at that.”

I watch as my father stumbles over his words, trying to collect himself. For the first time in my life, I see the man nervous. He fidgets with the shit-colored tie around his neck, adjusting it as he looks anywhere but the man who has left him speechless. Theo turns towards me and holds out a hand. He gives me a reassuring nod. Cautiously, I give my hand to him.

Theo pulls me into his body, wrapping his arms around me in protection. I can’t help but melt into his hold. In Theo’s embrace, the threat doesn’t feel like a threat at all. It feels like a minor inconvenience.

I want to be strong like Theo told me I am, rather than being a whimpering, frightened, defenceless Omega I have always been.

For the first time in my life, I want to fight back.

“Kennedy, come with me,” my father demands. Some of his previous cockiness is back but now it just looks muted.

“No.”

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