Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

AUGUSTINE

M y head is pounding as I roll over with a groan. Fuck, did Gabriel really hit me?

"Goddamn it," I mutter, slowly sitting up. Looking around, I notice how quiet it is, and pat my pockets to find my phone. I need to make the call I should have made when I realized that Cere was missing.

Hunching over as I look down at my phone, I sigh as I see it's barely seven in the morning. Gabriel is just beginning his run, and I've barely had any sleep. None of that matters though, because my girl isn't with me.

I don't deserve to sleep or do anything when she could be with Arthur right now. Pulling up my contacts, I call Wren, who finally has a cell phone number.

It may seem odd that she hasn't had one before in this age of technology, but she's had a rough past.

I put the call on speaker, listening to it ring. It's early, and I feel bad for calling at this time, but Gabriel may try to stop me if I wait.

" Hello?" Wren sounds out of breath as she picks up, making me wince. Fuck, please don't let me have interrupted morning sex.

"Hey, Wren. It's Augustine from Club Serene. I have a big problem. Cerenity's missing, and I'm worried. I'm getting stonewalled by the Chicago British Mafia as well and your brother," I say in greeting. "Jasper is being a dick."

Wren snorts as she listens to me. " He may be my brother, but he's been a shit since the day he was born," she says. I didn't realize they didn't get along, but this may help me.

Maybe.

" Who is calling so early?" a growly voice mutters.

" It's Augustine from the club in Minneapolis. Hey, can I put you on speaker? Shaw and the guys may be able to help," Wren explains.

"Yeah, that's fine. I'm really sorry to have to call so early, but I'm panicking because I don't know where she is and my best friend punched me so I'd stop pacing," I say.

" Well, fuck," Shaw says. Now that he's on speaker, I can recognize his voice easier. " Take it from the top, would ya? Let's see if we can help at all. Cerenity and the girls are becoming good friends, and I hate hearing that she's missing."

Taking a deep breath, I launch into everything that's happened in the last twenty-four hours. I can't believe that it's been a little less than that, and it feels as if it's been longer.

"Tommy seemed as if he wasn't too worried about it, but did admit he gave Arthur the go ahead to do whatever he wanted due to not getting all the facts," I rumble. "He released the reins on the asshole, and Cere's car was smashed to pieces because of it. She could be anywhere."

" Fuck, sounds like Tommy just wanted to get rid of Arthur and fucked up. Alright ," Shaw grunts. " Wren, I think your brother is about to have a bad fucking day. Do you mind if I take the boys to visit him and his boss? It's been a bit since I've driven into Chicago to fuck things up."

" Will you punch him and tell him it's from me? " Wren asks sweetly, making me smirk. She's grown a lot in just the last few months, and I'm happy for her. " If he had anything to do with this, he'd deserve it. I remember the way he kept watching her at the club, Shaw."

" Shh, Sweetness, don't get too worked up yet. I'll go and check it out. Augustine, we'll leave in a half hour, but we'll have a drive ahead of us. Don't announce us, I want to surprise them," Shaw says calculatingly.

My lips twitch as I hear what he isn't saying. Finally, maybe I'll get some fucking answers.

"Thank you. I'll just be over here quietly losing my mind," I mutter. "I swear to God I'm telling her she's my scent match the second I find her."

" What the fuck, Augustine!" Wren yells, making me sigh. " How doesn't she know?"

" Her spray," Shaw says immediately. Cere buys it from him, so of course he knows. " She's still taking her alpha blockers?"

"Every day," I grunt. "She's obsessed with making sure she remembers to use it. Cere knows it'll last for days with only one use, but she refuses to be controlled by biology. It's a long fucked up story that I only know parts of and isn't mine to tell, guys."

" Wow," Wren says. " Can she end up with withdrawal symptoms from not having it?"

" No, Wren. It's non addictive," Shaw answers quickly. " However, it's also built up in her system, so I'm not exactly sure when it'll stop working. Otherwise, they're safe to use. I'm not the best at relationships, Augustine, but you need to tell her when we find her."

"I know," I murmur. "I was trying to give her time to I don't know… work through her fears, I guess. I'm the only alpha she's completely comfortable with, but she keeps telling me she wants me to find my scent match. The problem is that she's mine."

" This is complicated," Flynn says. I imagine them all huddled together on the bed as they listen, which makes my lips twitch in amusement. I'm glad they're all packed up and happy.

I just wish I was so lucky.

"Very," I sigh. "I didn't know who else to call for help. I tried to go through ‘proper' channels but?—"

" Fuck the channels ," Ambrose grunts. " It's been really quiet around here anyway. We're happy to help."

Blowing out a breath, I nod. "Thank you," I say, my voice threatening to crack. "I'm losing my damn mind."

" I know. I'll keep in touch," Shaw says before the line goes dead.

Forcing in a breath, I close my eyes against the tightness in my chest. Crying won't help my girl, but I feel so fucking helpless. Swallowing hard, I open my eyes and drag myself to shower and brush my teeth.

Gabriel will be coming back at some point, and I need to talk to him about some things.

I'm not going to tell him about calling Pack Mohan because I want them to be a surprise, however I want to know how his run with fuck face Jasper went. The alpha is hiding behind the ice blue eyes and serial killer look, but I can tell he knows more than he's saying.

I plan to find out exactly what that is.

The door to the apartment opens four hours later, and I'm on the verge of walking a groove in Gabriel's carpet from all of the pacing I've done. I also cleaned the entire place from top to bottom to siphon off some of this manic feeling.

"Hey," Gabriel murmurs carefully as he sees me turn.

"Hey yourself," I growl. He looks gorgeous and sweaty, and it's hard not to enjoy it. "How was your run?"

"Torture," he says with a sigh. "Jasper turned training into a trap to see what kind of information he could pull from me."

I think Wren is on to something. I hope the guys beat the hell out of him. "What did you tell him?" I ask.

Gabriel leans against the door, still winded as he gazes wearily at me. I'm the one with a black eye, so I don't understand why he's looking at me like that.

"Gabriel, out with it," I grunt, rolling my eyes.

"I told him that you and Cerenity were scent matches, though not in so many words," he explains with a wince.

I mean, it's not a complete secret since I've told Pack Mohan, so I shrug. "Well, at least that's out there," I say, surprising him. "I am a walking nightmare, Gabriel. Jasper needs to know that I will never stop looking for her."

"I know, she's your other half," he says with a nod, but the way he says that makes me frown.

Moving forward with a burst of movement that surprises him, I wrap my hand around his neck, pinning him to the door. My pheromones fill the room, making him groan as I show him how much I want him. My lips claim his, devouring him as I kiss him.

"I think you're confused," I growl before I kiss him again, my tongue stroking his. My hand tightens, enjoying the way his pulse flutters for me alone. "She's as much a part of me as you are. I don't know that I've ever said it, but I love you."

Gabriel's eyes widen as his breath hitches and then his arms wrap around my neck as he lunges forward to kiss me. The moment is savage, all tongue and teeth, but fucking perfect for us.

"Mine," I growl as I shove down his running shorts. The last thing I should be thinking about is fucking Gabriel, but this is primal. I need to mark him as mine. "You really think I could walk away from either of you?"

Gabriel opens his mouth to speak, but writhes when my hand spasms around his neck. The entire issue in our relationship has been that he overthinks shit. He pushed me to go to the dating event six years ago because he thought I needed an omega. While he was right, because I met Cerenity, it doesn't mean I need him any less.

"My turn to speak," I grunt as his cock bobs up when his shorts hit the ground. "I've let you talk for six Goddamn years, Gabe. You pushed me to try dating other people, fuck you even dared me to fuck someone else. I need you to get it through your thick damn head. I don't need anyone other than you and Cere."

Pushing down the joggers I'm borrowing that are his, I release my cock. Stroking it as I maintain his gaze, I watch as his eyes hood. Gabriel struggles between staring at my cock and me, making me smirk.

I know exactly how big I am, and the tip of my dick is already red and angry, needing to be knot deep in his ass. I need to prove how much I need my beta before we find my omega. I have an inkling of how much I'm going to have to grovel, while I explain to her that she's the person she's been insisting that I hold out for.

Fuck, it's all such a tangled mess.

Lifting Gabriel's leg up onto my hip as I hold him against the door with my hand around his throat, I raise my brow.

"No more of your bullshit," I growl. "I don't need to fuck a bunch of people in order to know that I love you. I get to love my two best friends, which makes me the luckiest alpha in the world. Do I make myself clear?"

My cock teases his tight asshole as I press against it, making him whimper as I smirk.

"Yes, Sir," he gasps, eyes wide. "Please."

"You're so fucking sexy when you beg for my cock, dirty boy," I groan. Dropping my head, I spit on my dick to get it wet. "Come on, baby. Spit on my cock. Get it ready for your tight hole."

"I like it when it hurts," he rasps, making my breath come faster. Gabe really does like sex dirty, fast, and with an edge of pain. Never one to deny him anything, I press my cock against his tight asshole, the spit on my crown allowing me to slide in easier.

Kissing him, I rob him of his grunts and gasps, loving every single second as I fuck him.

"You like being my dirty little cum slut, don't you?" I grunt as I work my cock deeper inside his hole. Gabriel gasps as I continue to hold him against the door, his hand attempting to wrap around his cock to get some respite.

"No, bad boys don't get to touch themselves."

I taunt him as I grab his ass and lift him, so he can wrap his legs around my waist. My cock slides deeper inside of him, making my eyesight darken at the edges. Fuck. My hands band around his wrists, shoving them over his head.

"If you move your hands, I'll stop fucking you and I won't give you my knot. Can you be a good boy for me?" I purr, making him shudder. I can be very dominant in the bedroom, and I know Gabriel craves giving up control.

The fights he participates in may seem as if that's what he's doing, but not for him. Every movement is planned, every hit seen in his mind one second before it's executed. It's fast paced, and the adrenaline rush can't be beat.

So Gabriel holds his arms over his head with blown pupils as he nods, and I move my hand to reside where it belongs: around his throat. My other hand grips his ass as I begin to thrust up into his tight hole.

Gabe's breaths shorten as he gasps and moans, my heartbeat setting the tone of each thrust as I squeeze his throat.

"Auggie," he groans. "Please, give me your knot."

"You're going to take every inch for me, baby boy?" I ask with a smirk as I thrust once more until my knot teases his hole. His cock is leaking already where it's sandwiched between us. "Don't come until I tell you to."

Pulling off my shirt because it's about to get messy, I'm happy to see that Gabriel isn't wearing one. I'm not sure where he lost it or if he wasn't wearing one at all, and I don't care.

As I fuck him into the door, I kiss up his neck, teeth grazing along his deeply tanned skin. The urge to bite him is strong.

Would Cerenity be upset with me? Fuck, I need to wait.

"Auggie," Gabe gasps. "I want your bite more than anything, but not yet. I believe you when you say you love me. We should get our bites together."

My lips meet his, grateful he can almost read my mind right now.

"I love you. Knot me," Gabriel whimpers, his hands fisting in need above his head.

I tease him with my knot, bumping and pressing against his hole, groaning as it starts to widen for me.

"Fuck, God, it's so thick," he screams.

"You know you can take it, baby," I croon. "God, you're doing so well. A little more. Bet you wish you'd spat on my cock, huh?"

"Fuck you," he snarls, making me chuckle as I snap my teeth at him. "More, please."

"Such a needy boy," I tease him, letting him hold his body weight as I fuck him against the door, so I can wrap my now free hand around his cock. "You're being so good for me, I think you need a reward."

Like a gentleman, I spit on his cock, using my hand to spread it around. Grasping tightly, I stroke him as my balls start to tighten and I push my knot further into Gabe's tight hole.

"So close," I rumble. "You're fucking perfect."

I'm too impatient to take it easy, so I rock my hips as I work my knot into his tight asshole. We've done this countless times before, and I'm always impressed by how he stretches for me.

The hand around his throat slowly tightens until Gabriel runs out of air, and my knot pops into place as he squeezes around me.

"Fuck," I scream as I start to come, filling up his tight hole. "God, you're taking me so well. Come for me, baby."

Gabriel's eyes roll as he comes with me, his seed spraying both of us in our own personal cum bath. Our orgasm rolls on for a few minutes, and I have to force myself to open my hand so he can gasp in a breath.

Chests heaving, we grin at each other as we survey the mess we've made of ourselves. My knot won't soften for a while, so I start to walk to the shower, carrying him.

"Let's clean up, and you can tell me all about what an asshole Jasper is," I say.

"Why aren't you angrier?" he asks softly, arms looping around my neck.

"Why? Because karma is coming for him, and I hope to be there when it happens," I rumble.

Jasper's treatment of Gabriel made me realize that there's something more happening here. He and Tommy may even know where Cerenity is. Wren's brother may be a dick, but he would never let an omega be sold or tortured after what happened to his sister.

Somehow, that soothes my soul a bit, even though I plan to punch him myself the next time I see him.