Page 151 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two
“Knox said you claimed him when you first met him?” she asked Rogue, and her eyes slid back to Bambi, if only for a moment.
“Uh…” Rogue scratched his head, not looking at me. “Yeh. That’s… kinda what happened.”
Kind of?
Piece of shit.
He’d just sauntered into my nightmare and staked a claim like the selfish, arrogant Alpha waste of space that he?—
“And that means friends for life?” Thistle asked Rogue.
Uh.
Friends?
“Even if Knox tries to get on your nerves—you wanted him to be a part of it. You chose him, so you can’t really hate him.”
Rogue opened his mouth, then shut it, and I was acutely aware that Bambi’s eyes were beaming into us like lasers.
“Like when you take me on an awesome date to the Fair and then he still turns up in the middle—you kinda have to love him anyway ‘cuz he wouldn’t be here at all if it weren’t for you.”
Love?
“And you like… know each other better than any two Alphas I’ve ever met…”
Uh…
This was getting out of hand.
I mean. I guess we knew each other. Kinda. Not by choice—and it certainly didn’tmeananything.
Rogue was stiff, but seemed to be scrambling for a reply.
I could read between the lines, and I think he could too: Thistle was trying to comfort Bambi.
“I… Yeh.” The words came from Rogue with obvious difficulty. “You could… say that.”
Thistle looked crestfallen. “But you don’tactuallyresent him for being around after you claimed him, right? That would be silly.”
Um, of course he did—hebetter, anyway. That was the whole point. I was supposed to make his life hell until the day he kicked the bucket.
Rogue, clearly locked down by Bambi’s intense stare, edged out a reply so strained it sounded like it was squeezing through closed blinds.“No.”
Thistle’s smile was breathtaking. “Told you!” She spun back to Bambi. “Not thatyou’reannoying,” she added quickly. “Knox makes a special effort?—”
The rest of her words cut off as the door slammed in our faces.
There was a long, long silence.
“Huh. Youdon’tresent me?” I asked, sarcasm dripping from every word. “Ineverknew,bestie.”
Rogue looked ready to leap on me again.
I mean… I could go for round three. Even a mall trip was nothing compared to a good brawl. Sadly, he kept his composure, giving me a bitter look. “Nevercall me that again.”
“Noted, Mutt. Though—” I said. “Bambi tookmybunny.”
“Wipe that stupid smile off your face,” he growled, jabbing me in the chest. “I gotourOmega a gift.”
