Page 9 of Bonded

“All right, Alyssa, just stop it!” He removes her arms from his neck and pushing her off his lap, he stands up. “I’m not doin’ this. You need to go!”

“Go… What the fuck? Oh c’mon Digby, this is a joke, right? Seriously, you really want me to go?” She scowls and follows the direction of his stare and works out what he’s looking at. Growling at his rejection, she fumes as once again her attention is focused on Kat. “Oh, her again… I see, you have something new tempting your dick? What, you don’t want me because of her? Who the fuck is she, anyway? I mean, she can’t just walk intomyclub and take what’s mine.”

“Kat, s-she’s… the m-m-medic for the-the… t-team,” QT stutters from the darkest corner of the booth. His amber eyes are stone cold with his obvious dislike of her.

“M-M-Medic?” Alyssa sarcastically mocks, glaring back with reciprocal disapproval. Her steely blue eyes make QT cower awkwardly and he wishes he’d never said anything.

“Yeah, it’s what QT said. She’s ourMedic,” Zak growls, putting her back in her place. QT might be the omega of the pack, but the only disrespect of the number seven Zak tolerates is his own.

“What the hell… Digby, you’re not really gonna pass up a night with me for a fuck with somemedic?” She sneers, again looking at Kat, and though she’ll never admit it, she can see why he would find her attractive. “What the hell makes her so damn special?”

“Look Alyssa, it’s not like that, it’s… Hell, you know what… you need to go!”

“No, I told you this ismyclub, and that bitch isn’t going to come in here and take over. You know that’s not how it works. If she wants to be the alpha here, then she needs to come through me and take it. Anyway, she seems kinda taken with that guy at the bar. Who the hell is he? I mean, he looks like a geek, so is probably much more her type.” She grins, stroking her long red fingernails on Digby’s cheek. “Diggs baby… you need something a little more adventurous. C’mon I know what you like, you need a real alpha girl, not her.”

“Oh, hell!” Quinn chokes as he turns around looking at the bar. “That’s my fuckin’ brother!” He shifts nervously in his seat as the group turns and, in a unified stare, focuses their eyes on him.

“Wait, that guy over there with Kat, he’s your brother?” Digby recoils in horror. “A fuckin’ shifter? I should’ve known if I left her for five fuckin’ minutes one of you mongrels would jump in like a mutt-on-heat. Well, he needs to get the fuck away. Right now!”

“Actually… just a technical point, about the shifter thing but so you know, Riley, my brother, he’s um… well, he’s not a shifter.”

“What?” Oz sits forward in his seat, his eyes moving back and forth from the bar to Quinn in disbelief. “How the hell can he not be a shifter? I mean, you’re a shifter and you said he’s your brother. So, what’s he adopted or somethin’?”

“No. No, he really is my brother, by blood. My Mom and Pop are his, it’s just he… well, he’s a freak of nature, I guess.” He laughs nervously as they all continue to stare. “He’s just a man. A human man. Well, as far as we can tell. There’s nothin’ special about him, apart from like us, he ages more slowly.”

“What the fuck?” Digby screws up his nose in disgust. “So, you mean, he’s just a man-man? Then why the hell would Kat be interested? Trust me, he doesn’t have a prayer with her, she needs much more than just ‘a man’.” He laughs loudly, “But I still can’t understand how the hell can you have a man for a brother? You know Quinn, that’s just plain fuckin’ weird.”

“I know, but that’s the way it is. Did you say she’s a medic?” he quizzes Zak. “Well, he’s a doctor—a gyne. So, maybe they’re just talking about medical stuff?”

“A gyne? Like as in gynecologist? Well, let me tell you something… he’s not gonna be lookin’ at Kat’s lady-parts and I’ll make damn sure of that. You know what… I’m puttin’ a fuckin’ stop to this right now!”

“Digby… Digby, just wait!” Zak grabs at him, holding him back. “Diggs, I’m sure it’s nothin’, they look like they’re just talkin’. I’ll bet she’s just tryin’ to make you jealous. I mean, after your ‘nice’comment, she’ll be makin’ you sweat. So play her back. Put your game face on and make her sweat a little. C’mon, she knows how desperate you are for her so play hard to get for a while? Look…” he hushes his voice and turns his back, “why not buy Alyssa another drink, it might calm her down. Then go reacquaint yourselves in the booth over there. That way you’ll really get to see how serious Kat is, right? Do you get me? I mean, if she gets jealous, then she’ll come to you. That’s what you want, you want her to submit? C’mon man, don’t just roll over. You actin’ all needy like this, it’s pathetic, and it’s embarrassin’. Show her she can’t get you as easy as she thinks. Hmm?”

Digby stares at Zak then back to Kat, then he smiles at Alyssa. “Hey ‘Lissy you wanna go get that drink? Thought we might go over there and… talk?”

“Really?” she smiles eagerly. “Yeah, sure. But I want champagne, your way of apologizing for ignoring me when you arrived.”

“Okay, all right, go sit. I’ll get Jacinta to bring you champagne,” he sneers; his brows raised as he checks with Zak if this is really the right move.

“Okay baby! That’s a damn shame…” she smirks at Quinn as she brushes past, toying with the button on his shirt, “ I was so looking forward to watching Digby rip your brother’s arms off. cos watching a shifter get torn apart can really turn a girl on.”

“Fuck you!” he scowls.

“You wish, but there’s not a chance in hell of me going anywhere near a shifter’s dick.” She grins, looping her arm through Digby’s as he moves her away from the table.

He’s uncomfortable, and this feels so wrong, but Zak’s right, he doesn’t want to appear a pushover. Besides Kat’s the one flirting with the weirdo and so where’s the harm in giving her a little of her own medicine. “All right, c’mon let’s go over there and get a table.”

“Zak…” Oz frowns with concern. “What the hell’re you playin’ at? Do you really think that’s a good idea? Encouraging Alyssa anywhere near him with Kat around, you know that’s not gonna end well.”

“Oh, relax Oz. It’s just a bit of fun, plus a good ol’ bitch fight will add to the entertainment for the night. Look, this Doc’s got Digby all twisted up and it’s not good for him. Her teasin’ him, flirtin’ with that freak. It’ll be her own damn fault.”

“Sh-she’s not fl-flirtin’ she-she’s j-just ta-talkin.”

“Shut the hell up! What do you know about women?” Zak growls. But as QT’s cute amber eyes question him, he second-guesses himself about this being a good idea. Maybe interfering between Kat and his best friend is stupidity? He stares, looking at the concern etched on Quinn’s face as he focuses on his brother and Kat. “You know Quinn, you might wanna go over there and warn him to back-the-fuck off,” he gestures, as the shifter looks at him. “Otherwise, if he goes too far, Digby might just kill him.”

“Shit… are Diggs and her fuckin’ for real? Oh hell… and just when I thought Riley might have actually pulled someone half decent for a change. Shit. Okay, don’t worry, I’ll sort it.”

“Best you do, well… unless you want your freaky brother to end up dismembered by the end of the night?” Zak laughs.

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