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He sounded way too calm but it would make things easier for him to know. I just didn’t trust his motives.

“I protect her.” I shifted my weight and propped my arms up on my knees. “I do whatever I have to do to make sure she’s safe. That includes sniffing out all the rats and exterminating them.”

He was one of those annoying rats that kept popping up no matter how many times I stomped on all their little friends, but this one seemed to have a slightly higher intelligence than all the others.

Pointing a finger at him like a gun, I raised an eyebrow. “So…am I going to have to exterminate you? Or are you going to make yourself useful?”

CHAPTER 37

Soren

What a fucking nut job.

Leo was missing more than a few marbles but somehow I was the bad guy here.

The reality of our situation made me want to laugh but there was nothing fucking funny about any of this.

I lost control with Frankie earlier and did things with her I could never take back. Not that I wanted to take them back, but that wasn’t really the problem.

I’d crossed a line.

She was supposed to be a job and I’d crossed a fucking line I shouldn’t have crossed before figuring out what I was going to do about all this. That wasn’t fair to her and I hated myself for being soweakthat I couldn’t hold back.

There had to be something else going on because it didn’t make any sense why I’d act like a brand-new alpha who had no control over their instincts.

Maybe it was her pheromones. I wasn’t sure, but even if it was that, it didn’t excuse my behavior.

And this fucking psycho had crawled out of whatever hole he was living in just so he could push me into making a decision, because apparently, it was obvious to everyone but her that I was seriously struggling.

The choice I should make was apparent, but the problem was, I didn’t trust him. How could I when I couldn’t verify who he was?

“Call her,” I demanded. “Or Francisco. I don’t care which one. Just prove who you are and I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”

A dangerous promise to make, but it was clear, even to me, that I couldn’t go through with this job.

I was freaking out earlier because I had no one to help me figure out how I should handle all this and then lo and behold, this guy shows up.

Leo wasn’t exactly the person I would have picked to help me with this, but I didn’t have anyone else.

He didn’t move from his crouch though, keeping his head slightly lower than mine. It was oddly respectful considering how fucking strong he was. Leo could probably get me to do whatever he wanted, but he’s never once tried to prove it.

I found that…interesting.

His physical strength and mine were just about equal but this asshole had two red eyes instead of one. I haven’t been able to really sense much from his pheromones other than he had some insane control.

The way he acted had nothing to do with his designation or his pheromones affecting his reason and judgement.

He was just crazy.

After everything he’s told me, I could see why.

Yeah, he could be lying, but the way he talked about her was too fervent and fanatical for me to think he was pretending to be obsessed with her.

I just didn’t understand why he was here, giving me a chance to redeem myself when he knew there was something going on between me and Frankie.

“How about I call both?” Leo reached back and pulled his phone out of his pocket, showing me a contact labeled ‘Pop’ before he hit the call button and put it on speaker.

“What do you need?” a deep voice demanded. “Why are you calling so late?”

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