Page 48 of Players and Pages
Jackson was on the mound just about to send the ball to Cy and guess who was batting. That asshole, Henry.
He stepped up to the plate and glanced at me, sending a wink my way. My body shivered in disgust and willed Jackson toping him with a pitch but instead he threw a strike. I'd take it. Hopefully, once he struck out, that would bring his ego down a notch or two.
The next pitch was a strike and Jackson had one more ball to make it three but Henry foul tipped it.
"You got this, Jackson!" I yelled from the dugout.
My cheer got me a few looks but I didn't care. Jackson gave me a little wink as he prepared himself to throw the ball again.
Henry did a little bat flip as he waited. He thought it was cute but just made him look like an idiot. Half of me wished that he would hit himself in the face but he didn’t.
I watched as Jackson took a breath and he sent the ball to Cy. Henry swung and missed. Did I do a little victory dance right then and there? Yes, yes I did.
After that practice seemed to fall into what I assumed was its normal intensity. Everyone was focused, swapping players in and out as they went along.
A ping on my phone had me reading some new email notifications from some of our suppliers before someone moved closer. I froze, realizing just who it was.
Henry.
I didn't dare to move a muscle as he leaned closer and sniffed my hair.
What the fuck.
"They won't always be here to protect you," Henry whispered in a low snarl that was equal parts vindictive and filled with lust.
Fear clawed at my throat, making it hard to breathe or speak. For a moment, it had me frozen there while he crowded me. My pulse rushed through my ears, my vision dotting for a moment as it all became too much.
He chuckled, nose hitting my skin as he breathed in my terror.
Then my rational mind kicked in, or my omega was pissed off that another alpha dared to touch us. It sparked with the anger at his lack of boundaries. The way he smirked at me when I whipped my head around to glare at him, pushed me over the edge.
Moving on instinct, my fist was slamming into his nose before I even realized it. Though, I could only find satisfaction left behind when the anger started to fade. There was a sickening—but glorious—crunch when I landed the jab.
“You bitch!” he bit out, voice nasally as he brought his hands to his quickly swelling nose, trying to control the bleeding. With his hands out of the way, my foot slammed right into his dick, using every ounce of strength to drive my point across.
“Don’t ever fucking touch me again,” I growled, voice half feral as the words tore out of me. My omega had never been this close to the surface before.
“You crazy fucking omega!” he screamed, hobbling backwards. “Someone help!”
I could hear people shuffling forward but I was in a daze, breathing heavily and wishing I could douse my neck in bleach.
Fucking creep.
“Medic!” The commotion had brought the coaches back. Henry hadn’t made it far, but the blood running from his nose had stained his shirt and he was still clutching his balls.
What a baby.
The team’s medics rushed over to check him out. They fussed for a moment and pressed a wad of tissue on his nose to staunch the bleeding.
“What happened?” the beta asked as he handed over an ice pack for his groin. Henry pointed to me in the dugout and I just gave a shrug and a wave as they all turned my way.
There wasn’t any guilt to be found. He deserved what he got and I had to prove I wasn’t going to take it. Alphas like Henrydidn’t just let things go. If he thought I was an easy target then he’d strike again.
“What the fuck?!” Griff’s outraged bark rang out before the others took notice, the rest of the team rushing to join us now, my pack at the front.
“Sweets?” Jackson asked, glancing from me to Henry, fury on his pretty face. There were no dimples in sight now. He looked downright murderous.
Before I could even answer, all three of them had their hands on me, running down my exposed flesh and making sure I was in one piece. Their noses wrinkled, obviously they could tell he was a little too close.
