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Gregory huffed. “This is bull. I was trying to be nice and sort this out in person, but if she wants to go this route, I'm going to bury her in lawyers. I will have my son back, with or without her. She knows full well she can't afford to fight me in a court of law, so she's being underhanded and hiding my child.”

No, she was merely protecting herself from a narcissistic asshole. But I resisted saying that because I felt it would only anger him more. Though, his vitriol was as menacing as a Yorkshire terrier’s—all bark, no bite. If he tried to bite, I would put him six feet underground before he could blink.

“There is nothing underhanded about looking after her child,” I said.

“I am a Frankbert. Do you know what that means? My family has connections all over this city, and I can make sure this little firehouse of yours is defunded!”

Walker raised an eyebrow. “Sure, why don't you try that? And then the press can discover that the wonderful philanthropic family of yours decided to defund a firehouse because you knocked up an omega, only to have regrets later.”

Gregory stilled. “You wouldn’t fucking dare.”

A cackle escaped my chest. “Try us.”

What this egotistical asshole didn't understand was that he was talking to someone whose pack probably had more connections and power than him. Only, Blaze didn't like to brag about his family.

What was that saying—wealth whispers, money screams?That probably wasn't correct, but it was the same sentiment. Truly powerful and wealthy people didn't feel the need to scream it from the rooftops. Blaze had enough money to ensure his grandchildren could live a very good life.

Sure, as an individual, he wasn't that powerful, but his family? The Holdens? I wasn't exactly knowledgeable in the politics of our city, but I knew enough to understand that they had considerable strength.

I stepped forward again, and I could tell the exact moment he smelled me. His eyes widened and his nostrils flared as I'm sure he took in the smell of sex and Sunny.

As much as I was trying to be the bigger person, I couldn't resist one little jab. “I suppose you don't really recognize that scent, do you? Considering you've never made her come in your life.Thisis what damn good sex with an omega smells like.”

Walker bit his lip, trying to hold back a laugh as Gregory spluttered, trying to find words. “You—I mean, no!”

“I think you better leave now,” Walker said. “If you're not out of this fire station in the next three seconds, I'm calling the police.”

“You haven’t heard the last of this,” Gregory snarled before turning and storming out of the foyer.

I chuckled. “Well, that was a bullshit villain response.”

Chapter 32

Sunny

“You shouldn’t have talked to him!” I hissed, grabbing my yoga pants.

I couldn’t believe these alphas, confronting Gregory without me. He was my ex, and he’d been looking for me.

By the time Blaze’s knot had deflated, Walker and Rune had already dealt with Gregory.

This was karma, or the universe smacking me down for grabbing life by the balls and getting naked with Blaze and Rune.

Deep down, I was glad I didn’t have to see him, but there was no ignoring the unease swirling in my gut.

“He came storming in here, demanding to see you. What did you want us to do? There was no way in hell we were going to let him anywhere near you,” Rune said softly.

I sighed. “I know. I’m grateful you took care of it, but I know Gregory, and I know this isn't going to be the end of it. Seeing you guys is only going to anger him more.”

From his position lounging on the bed, Blaze spoke. “Let him get angry, sunshine. He's not going anywhere near you or Luka. He can be angry from a distance. We aren't going to let him touch you.”

Walker pulled me into his arms, resting his chin on the top of my head. “Look, we're going to have to face the problem together. I think the next step for us would be contacting lawyers—Blaze, can you do that?”

“Sure, I’ll call them after I shower. Then again, maybe I shouldn't shower, because I'm covered in sunshine’s slick.”

“You can't go out on calls smelling like slick,” Walker grumbled. “As much as I see the appeal.”

“Why do we need lawyers?” I asked, pulling back and looking him in the eye. He gazed down at me with a serene smile, gently brushing hair out of my eyes.

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