Page 46 of Mated To The King's Gamma
“Liam?!” he roars. “The same Liam who fucked my mate?”
“Technically, she fucked him, she was the one on top,” I say before I can stop myself.
Damian turns murderous.
“Oh, fucking hell?—”
Before I can even blink, he storms out the door.
I look down at Hunter, who’s still lying on the floor, totally unfazed.
Tyson lets out a tiny huff, staring at the door.
I sigh, scooping up Hunter before Damian accidentally leaves him behind in his murderous rampage.
“Well, kid,” I mutter, “your mom’s about to get her ass dragged back home. Should be fun to watch.” I tell him when I notice Tyson crawling onto the couch.
“I’ll send Clarice to watch the kids. Get down here before I kill the bastard!” comes through Damian's mind link. Oh, shit.
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Opening the door, I find Abbie and Tandi. Tandi peers past me to look at Kyson asleep before reaching in, grabbing my wrist, and tugging me out the door and rushing toward the stairs. Abbie giggles, racing to keep up with her as if she is performing some kind of jailbreak. Dustin, who is standing guard with Trey, stumbles after us.
“Ah, you said you needed to speak to her, not kidnap her!” Trey hisses at her.
“Either come with us and shut up or stay behind. No party poopers allowed,” Abbie states. Trey shoots me an inquisitive look and I shrug.
“Where are we going?” I ask as I nearly stumble down the steps.
“To raid the liquor cabinet and find the deserts,” Tandi tells me. Abbie giggles and shakes her head.
“I heard her giving Damian hell in the halls and went to see what the commotion was and was kidnapped, too,” she shrugs.
“Tyson? And Hunter?” I ask the girls, relieved to see a smile on Abbie’s face after yesterday’s events.
“Hogging the bed. Gannon is with him,” Abbie tells me.
“And Damian is playing Daddy daycare,” Tandi says as we reach the bottom of the stairs.
Tandi scouts the hall before jumping in fright when Liam comes around the corner. Liam glances around before ducking behind the corner of the staircase with us. He peers down, then peeks around the corner toward the kitchen.
“Who are we hiding from?” he whispers.
Tandi giggles. “Idiot, we are raiding the kitchen!” she snaps, pushing past him.
“I could do with a midnight snacky poo.”
“This is a girl’s breakout only,” she tells him.
“Then why does Ferret Face get to come? And him?”
Trey huffs at Liam. Tandi glances over her shoulder at Dustin and Trey dressed in the typical black uniforms, looking every part of my guard.
“Dustin, don’t count. He is one of us,” Tandi states, and he huffs as if to say he is not a part of this escape when her eyes slide to Trey.
“And he is the fun police who decided to tag along,” she growls.
“Well then, count me as the corruption! I know where the hard liquor is kept. Besides, I am her guard,” he says, pointing to Abbie.
