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Dani: Ladies, you know how Taryn had her guys do thirst trap videos. Well, what if we have some of the Knockouts doing them? They could read any type of book or scene. Just to get some views for the bookstore and the team?
Taryn: Oh, I like that and I think our followers will as well. I say we film them at the ball field, too. Right after practice, so they’re all sweaty. That sells more.
Bea: Yes, we can do it on the field, in the dugout, the locker room and more. It would be perfect. So many possibilities!
Dani: Oh good, because I already mentioned something to the coaches and they are going to put me in touch with their PR department. I just wanted to clear it with you guys.
Taryn: Thanks for the heads up, but you're part owner. If you have an idea it’s okay to run with it. Unless you're making a purchase or something. Then consult us.
Bea: Yes bitch, own it. LOL
Dani: I love you ladies. Now be jealous of me watching my guys in baseball pants.
Bea: Pictures or it didn't happen.
Taryn: Enjoy the rest of your day off. See you back here tomorrow.
I pulled up my camera on my phone and snapped a couple pictures of the other players to send to Bea and Taryn. Bea sent a fire emoji back and Taryn just hearted the pictures. Then it was time to put the phone up and admire my pack in their natural habitat.
The rest of practice went by faster than I'd like, meaning that my day with my guys was coming to an end soon and I wasn't ready.
When they jogged into the dugout, they each kissed me before heading to the showers while I tried to come up with something to keep them close tonight.
After the two run-ins with Henry, I wasn’t ready to let them go.
Coach was still reaming into a fuming Henry when we walked into the locker room to shower off practice.
We’d kept our heads out there only because Franklin, our assistant coach, was watching over our omega.
That and we didn’t want to freak her out.
Now, though? When she was out there with him and Henry was before me, I forgot all that composure.
Shouts rang out as I stalked toward him, the coach standing up but not intervening, though he, too, said something that bounced off my ears.
My focus and red hot rage was right on this fucking asshole in front of me.
Before I spoke a word I slammed my fist into his gut. The air rushed out of him at once as he groaned, doubling over.
“When an omega says not to fucking touch her, you keep your creepy fucking hands to yourself!” I screamed, my voice echoing in the entire locker room. “You damn well knew she had mates, we went over this before practice. Yet you felt entitled to touch what’smine?”
My laugh was hollow and icy, sending a shiver through him as he glared up at me.
“You think you’ve got it all figured out, don’t you?” he bit out, rage making him spit as he spoke. I took a step back, disgust curling my lips. I felt two hands hit my shoulders as my pack stood behind me.
“We’re not doing this in my office. I said I’d handle this and if you want to avoid repercussions, I suggest you go now. You got your hit in,” the coach growled, puffing out his beefy chest to get us to back down.
“So, he gets to hit me, his fucking omega does, too, andI’mthe one facing consequences?!” Henry yelled, hands waving wildly. “I’m so fucking tired of the golden boy getting every fucking thing. His face in the press, heading half our dances and videos, and what, he just stumbles into an omega and gets his dream life?!”
The resentment and jealousy in his tone took me by surprise. I knew the man had issues, but this was wild.
He hated me for existing.
“Come on,” Jackson urged as he dragged me from Coach’s office. “We have an omega to get back to. I’m sure she’s shaken. We need to do something to get her mind off of things.”
“There’s no way we’re letting her out of our sights now. And we’re all sleeping at our place tonight,” Griff warned. “I’m not leaving her vulnerable until he’s calmed down or moved on.”
“He’s likely off the team,” I said as we walked away. “Meaning he won’t go quietly. I hate that I’ve brought this right to our girl.”
