Page 198 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two
I stared at the mugshot. I looked angry as fuck, glaring into the camera. Beneath it was‘Lifetime ban. Contact authorities if seen on premises’.
“I told them I thought you were cute and asked if I could keep it. They gave it to me. Plus—they had loads there. You’re basically a celebrity.”
I looked at it, then back to her. “You know, I kind of am, aren’t I, Kitten?”
She flashed me the brightest smile before rushing to the bucket Knox had just finished mixing. She stuck her hands right into it, then smeared pink paint onto the wall with two bare hands—excitement hitting the bond like a lightning strike.
She giggled as she saw the effect, spinning back to us, hands dripping with neon pink. “Dead Dum Dan and his stupid pack would lose their fucking minds if they saw me!” she said. “I can paint whatever I want!”
EPILOGUE THREE
THISTLE
My life was turning into a dream.
I’d soaked in a huge, bubbly tub for three hours tonight with Rogue. Knox and Ace had returned from their first trip a week ago with the best gift an Omega could dream of.
“When do you think the next hunt will be?” I asked as Rogue threw stray pillows back onto my nest bed.
Rogue snorted. “No idea, Kitten. I know he said something about arranging a meeting. He’s trying to get the team more organised.”
He pulled another sliver of vibrant pink from my roots. I’d been working on the mural today. “I think Imightneed a bubble-cat backpack to put you in.”
We settled into bed, and Rogue turned on a movie while I pulled out my huge pinboard, happy to curl up against him and organise my photos and art.
It wasn’t long before Knox appeared, settling in on my other side and covering me with kisses as I worked.
Ace came in sometimes—andsometimeswas enough for me.
Life was everything I’d ever dreamed of.
I had bites from every one of my Alphas—and more than that, they loved the marks I’d given them. Marks I’d once been afraid would make me less.
I had a family at last—one that wanted me for me. And the Misfits were epic neighbours.
Knox and Acedidget along like thickest thieves, but it turned out to be a good thing. I’d never felt Ace so pleased all the time, and Knox had told me the hunts for Ring members might go on for years.
The cherry on top was that I’d realised that it came withpresents!
Knox had said that was my superpower—bottling up all the crazy and letting it out on the monsters who deserved it. So we had a special room in the basement with chains for when I got my next gift. Plus, it was completely perfect, because Rogue was a homebody just like me, so I was never alone.
I had room for more photos on this board, but my favourite was in the middle. It had taken some doing. Ace had his golden mask, and ShadowRogue’s outfit was already striking, but Knox was too plain so I’d had to beg him to put the muzzle back on.
The resulting picture of us all was the coolest thing I’d ever seen.
I clutched Bunny, seated on the ground while Ace, Rogue, and Knox posed behind me, looking like the most badass pack you could think of. I had matte gel pens in which I’d scribbled all of our names.
Then there was the picture of me and Bambi covered in paint with our bunny backpacks. Beside it was the shot of me, Bambi, and Bella the day Knox and Ace had arrived home—their first successful catch.
That was when I knew I was truly in a dream.
The picture was from the end of day one with Bella. Bambi had taken the first turn, and she was smiling wider than I’d ever seen, holding up a peace sign, knife handle in her other fist as she rested her head on Bella’s shoulder, her wild hair matted up from all the blood. I was on the other side, clutching our plushies so they didn’t get stained and holding the phone for the selfie.
The stupid bitch had lasted a week, which—considering how much I’d wanted her dead—I wasquiteproud of. It had taken a lot of work to make it last that long.
On top of that, I’d known right before it was over so Knox could come down and see. It was poetic that her mate’s scent had been enough to drag her back to consciousness right before those last moments.
“Please,”she’d whispered, voice weak, tears leaking down her cheeks.“Don’t leave me… Alpha, please… Save me.”
