Page 59 of Damaged Princess

We make quick work of getting everything into my truck.

"You really think that asshole will come looking for Ana?" he asks, scratching at his jaw.

"I have no idea," I tell him honestly. It's not like they briefed me fully on the situation. I have a few choice words for both my packmates. Even now I'm pretty sure I don't have all the information.

"I know you're stacked with weapons and ammo. Be aware," Murphy says, clapping me on the shoulder. "We'll keep eyes on the road cameras and reach out if we catch anything."

"Thank you," I say, palming my keys. I'm anxious as fuck to get to Ana.

"Yeah, I know that look," Murphy says, laughing and shaking his head. The man never smiled before Evie. It's weird as hell to see him look anything except pissed off. "Take care of her. Call if you need anything." He turns and heads off, but before he's out of earshot I hear him say, "This. Exactly this is why we need that sanctuary, but no. I got out-voted."

I blink at his back and finally get my shit together. I need to get tomyomega. I'd seriously like to see someone try to hurt her or take her from me.

I know I'm a monster when I need to be. I won't lose a wink of sleep over doing what needs to be done.

I get to the house. Vik helps me carry everything inside before we head into the kitchen.

"Would you care to tell me exactly what thefuckis going on?" I ask, tossing myself down in the chair across from Vik. It's time for some fucking answers.

"I'm sure you've got the general idea," he says, rolling his blue eyes atme.

"Vik," I growl, leaning over the kitchen table. "Tell me what the fuck is going on."

"You know who her father is. I always intended for him to be dealt with. As soon as Cas and I realized that he tried to kill Ana, his fate was sealed," Vik says, scratching at his jaw.

Yeah, I didn't even know that much until my phone call with Cas. These fuckers are on my last nerve.

"It was pure luck that I had family in the position to appeal to Ivanov," Vik says cryptically.

I frown, shaking my head. Either I'm slower on the uptake than usual or he's being unnecessarily vague.

"Vik," I growlagain. My patience is thin as fuck at the moment. I barely slept last night, and I'm itching to get back to Anastasia.

Vik lays out the basics of his time in New York. He goes over how he met with her father and got back the possessions that she wasn't comfortable leaving behind. He even had the mercs snatch her baby photo albums and several other boxes of keepsakes since he knew Soren was going to torch the Androff mansion.

I hear all of it, and I must be on the verge of losing my shit because all I can seem to focus on his howhiscourting gifts are going to be way better than mine and Castro's. I'm going to have to murderhimfor one-upping our courting gifts.

I snarl that at him, pushing myself out of my chair.

Vik just laughs. "Yeah, you're done for."

"Fuck you," I grumble, shaking my head. "And Soren thinks Dimitri might show up looking for Ana?"

Vik's face turns more serious as he nods his agreement. "Soren, Merrick, and Steele were able to track their movements to a degree. They were headed south when they lost track of him. Soren and the guys are headed this way, but they've got Keeley Androff in tow."

I blink at him for several long seconds before I realize he's talking about Anastasia's new step-mom, who just so happens to be younger than she is.

"Why?" I ask, shaking my head.

"Fuck if I know," Vik says, shrugging a giant shoulder.

"Did you hook your cousin up with Merrick and Steele? How do they even know each other?"

I quickly determine I don't give a shit why they're together. Nor do I care why they're dragging Keeley Androff with them.

"I'm going to find my omega," I growl, turning and stomping away. They should have told me the deal from the start.

It's not that I feel left out. I'm just fucking pissed because we could have ended this before it even began if Vik had been upfront with me from the jump.

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