Page 52 of Wild Omegas
But hedidset it. He admitted to it. While I’m wearing the wire.
At least they can definitely get him for that too as well as his role in Serendipity.
“Well, message received.” I pull back again, and this time I’m able to yank myself free, but only because Damien’s gaze is tracking something behind me.
I take the chance to look down at the rodeo arena again to watch staff hauling a motionless Luke over the walls to safety. The pieces of my heart that shattered begin to ache. “If he dies because you hurt that bull, I’ll kill you myself.”
Damien’s expression turns patronizing. He holds up his bleeding hand and grins. “I’m going to love your attitude, Josie. I can’t wait to enjoy it while I enjoyyou.”
The thought of him touching me more than he already has make me want to vomit again.
“Over my dead body,” I hiss.
Damien’s smile only deepens. It scares the shit out of me. “As you wish.”
He lunges for me. I squeeze my eyes shut but the hit never comes. I open my eyes to find two undercover cops hauling Damien away from me while he screams. Innocents around us flee from the fight. Brooks appears and then Carson, both of them flanking me on either side.
“Are you hurt?” Carson asks while Brooks puts himself between Damien and me.
I shake my head. My wrists aches and I’m shaken, but otherwise I’m fine. “Just get him out of here. We need to go to Luke.”
Brooks’s dark gaze tracks over to where the rodeo staff are checking Luke over. An ambulance siren blares in the distance.
“Go,” a short and stout man says to Brooks. He approaches with an air of familiarity. “We got him. It’s over.”
Brooks nods to the man and then starts to walk me and Carson away from the scene. I rip the wire off my body while we go. It feels too much like a rope around my neck, one tied to Damien and everything he’s caused.
By the time we get to Luke, the paramedics are already looking him over. I fall to my knees as close to him as I can be while not getting in their way. They’ve got him on a board and are checking his vitals and—most importantly—he’s awake.
“Luke!” I shout.
His eyes flick over to me for a moment. “Josie. I’m… fine…”
“You don’tlookfine,” I volley back.
The closest paramedic turns to me. She’s my height but a few years older. “Are you family?”
“Yes,” Luke and I say at the same time. My heart clenches around his voice. The sound of that “yes.” Desperate, not warm. He’s terrified.
“We need to take him to the hospital,” the paramedic says. “You can ride with us. He’s broken a few ribs and his right leg.”
“Fucking bull,” Luke grunts.
I don’t have the heart to tell him in his current state that it wasn’t entirely the bull’s fault.
Luke must sense it anyway. “Damien?”
Brooks appears beside me. “They got him. He won’t be a problem anymore.”
Luke’s eyes shut. “Good.”
The paramedics finish what they’re doing and scoop up the board to put him on a gurney that they then roll into the ambulance.
“You coming?” the paramedic asks me.
I look to Carson and Brooks who nod.
“We’ll see you there.”
