Page 127 of Packed in the Fire house

“My mother is Marion Holden. You may have heard of her? Let's just say, she and my father are extremely pissed that you kidnapped my child.” Blaze smirked.

“W-what, you’re lying. You’re just a firefighter!” he growled.

“What can I say? I like playing the hero.” Blaze smirked. It was a relaxed and casual smirk, but I knew he was tense, ready to pounce at a moment's notice. “Like you apparently like playing the small-knotted cunt.”

“Look, there's nothing you can do here. We are taking our son, and if you try to stop us, Rune will finish what he started,” Walker said.

Gregory didn't appear to be armed, and it was only him versus us in this house. There was no way he could physically stop us from removing our child. The law was on our side, even if the detective who had come to the daycare was a total asshole.

His eyes darted between us. He knew he was outnumbered. He had probably assumed that hiding was his best bet and didn't count on us having a tracker on Luka.

Blaze turned to leave, to take Luka out of the room, when Gregory snarled. “You know she never wanted you?”

I cocked my head to the side. “I think the copious orgasms beg to differ.” I chuckled. “I suppose you don't understand that, considering she has mentioned you’re rather small knotted.”

Gregory’s face turned an alarming shade of red. It probably wasn't very often he was faced with not being able to get what he wanted.

“She was meant to be mine. I made sure she had nowhere to go after that blasted fire—she should have returned to me!”

Next to me, Walker stilled.

We knew that the fire at Sunny’s apartment building had been arson, but we had never managed to pinpoint who had done it.

“Well, luckily, we were there to step in,” I drawled.

Gregory rolled his eyes with a growl. “Fucking stupid of you.” He turned to Walker. “You want to know why she bonded you? It wasn't love or attraction to you or anything pathetic like that. It was because I paid off the guy at the milkshake place to spike that bitch’s drink. It was supposed to immediately send her into heat, then I could grab her before she even got back, but no, she had to wait until she was back at your stupid station to drink it. Fuck! I had been waiting for her to leave that fucking firehouse for ages.”

My stomach churned uncomfortably. Walker’s face paled slightly, the corners of his mouth tightening. He had describedwhat had happened between Sunny and him as almost feral and sudden. Mentally, I chalked it up to simply being an alpha and omega and biology being a bitch.

If what Gregory was saying was true, though, they hadn’t stood a chance.

“Well, that may account for the first bond, but everything that came after? Sunny is ours, and what’s more? She wanted us, not you. That’s got to sting,” I said, crossing my arms.

My words clearly hit a sensitive spot as his face darkened. “You think you're better than me? I’m a fucking Frankbert, whereas you are no one. I didn't even want that whore, but I need her child for my inheritance. She wasn't even that good. The moment we were bonded, I could’ve been fucking anyone else. She?—”

The flurry of movement that followed was so fast that I almost missed it.

From behind Gregory, a bat-wielding Sunny appeared. Her face was red and blotchy, but with a glower, she swung the bat as she stalked up behind Gregory. I think she intended to hit him on the head, but her swing was off. Still, it hit him hard enough in the shoulder for him to go crashing down to the floor with a startled yelp.

“Stay down,” Sunny snarled, towering over him like a violent flurry of lemony goodness. I had never heard that tone of voice from Sunny, and I was tempted to sit down and stay down myself. I had heard her disgruntled mom voice before, but never the fury that she was radiating as she looked down on her shitty ex.

Gregory also seemed shocked at her appearance, and his eyes widened as he looked at the bat in her hands. “Sunny…”

“You messed with my child. I will not hesitate to bash your skull in,” she snarled, stomping over to Blaze, who was behind me.

“Sunshine…”

“Give me my child,” she growled, taking Luka from his arms.

She turned to me and Walker, still evidently furious. “Never try and keep me away from my child, or I'll do the same to you,” she said, turning and storming out.

“How did she get out of the car?” I asked weakly.

Walker swallowed. “Judging by the baseball bat, I am betting I may have a broken window or two…”

While we were talking, Gregory was stumbling to his feet. Taking a step forward, I lightly pushed him back down. It didn't take much. He was pathetically weak, so shoving him to the ground took minimal effort.

“Judging by the sirens I can hear in the distance, our friends are on their way here. Now that you've admitted to drugging an omega, which is a criminal offence, and implicated yourself in an arson investigation, I think they're going to want to have a conversation with you.”

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