“Oh, and did I mention my phone was recording the whole time?” Blaze smirked, pulling his phone out of his pocket with a flourish. “I assumed the idiot would say something assholey if we came across him.”

Fuck, that was a smart move.

Gregory's eyes widened as he tried to scramble away, but I kept him firmly in place, standing on his foot so he couldn't move. I was easily twice his size.

He had no hope of escaping.

Chapter 48

Sunny

Ididn't even feel bad that I'd taken a baseball bat to Walker's car. He deserved it for keeping me away from my child. When he first locked me in the car and ventured into the house, I had bashed on the window with my fists to no avail. A quick search of the vehicle led me to find the baseball bat in the footwell of the back seat.

When life gives you baseball bats, you smash car windows.

It was also very useful for hitting Gregory. I didn’t know what came upon me, but when I heard him talking so badly about me and my pack, I couldn't help but swing at him. Maybe it was the fury over Luka being taken. Maybe it was my anger at my pack for leaving me in the car. Either way, all of my pent-up frustration toward Gregory came out in that one hit.

If I hadn't been so distracted, wanting to get to my child, I probably would have hit him a few more times. It's the least that fucker deserved.

Unwilling to linger, I removed myself and my baby from the house, knowing my pack would keep an eye on Gregory until the police arrived. Even though I was pissed at them, I still had complete faith that they would do anything to protect us.

While police cars pulled up around us, I sat in the passenger seat, hugging my son and breathing in that sweet baby scent that I had been so scared I would never get to experience again.

Thankfully, we had a diaper bag in the back of Walker's car, so I could change Luka and feed him a snack. By the time the police were removing Gregory from the house and putting him into the back of a cruiser, Luka was fast asleep in my arms.

“Sunshine.” Blaze grinned as he pulled me into a hug, drowning me in his cinnamon chocolate scent. “I had no idea you wielding a baseball bat would be so damn sexy!”

I snorted, running my hand over Luka’s hair, reassuring myself for the thousandth time that he was with me and he was safe.

“Sunny,” Walker muttered in a low voice. “How is he?”

“He seems fine.”

I waited for Walker to say something, but he was quiet for a moment, then shook his head. “Not going to apologize for locking you in the car,” he eventually said.

I shrugged. “I'm not going to apologize for smashing in your car window with a baseball bat.”

Walker deflated. “Sunny…”

I huffed. “Look, I know why you did it, and deep down, I kind of appreciated it. You wanted to keep me safe, but you cannot keep me away from my child.”

“And we never will again, because Gregory is not going to see the light of day for a long time, if we have anything to do with it.”

“Good. I hope he gets sent to one of those really bad jails with no running water. Maybe some big guy called Tiny can make him his bitch.”

Rune cocked his head to the side. “I can see that happening,” he mused. “The bitch part, not the running water part. Even prisoners have human rights. Even if people like him don't deserve them.”

“Too bad,” I muttered.

“I can make some calls,” Blaze mused.

“Don't you dare drag your family into this,” I growled, but it wasn’t an angry sound.

He chuckled. “Too late for that, sunshine. As we speak, my mother is making sure that Gregory's family will never show their face in high society again. I'm pretty sure, by the time she's done with them, they're going to sell everything they own and move to Timbuktu to get away from the shame of their son.”

Walker nodded. “Gregory no longer has a place in society, he's got no reason to rear his head again. I'm pretty sure Marion is planning to sue him, so it's not like he's going to have an inheritance by the time she's done. Her legal team is somewhat legendary. Either way, I doubt we'll have to be worried about Luka's college education.”

I shook my head. “I want nothing from him.”