16. Grayson

16

Grayson

It's nearly lunchtime, Luca curled up beneath Blake's blanket, snoring away. I left to get dressed and Luca climbed off the couch, yanked at my shirt until I took it off, and then returned to his spot before falling asleep. He's making a nest and I fucking love it.

The house is unnaturally quiet, though, and I don't know what to make of the several missed calls on Luca's phone when I turn it back on. His mother has sent several messages but it's the unsaved number that unnerves me, especially the last message.

Come outside, Omega. You can't stay in there forever.

Omega, you're going to get those Alphas in trouble.

Alpha Blake is going to pay for your crimes.

"Fuck." No wonder Quentin said to have Luca change his emergency contact. I grab my phone and quickly dial Luther, knowing that I'll be interrupting but this shit is important. He's also sent a message saying that everything has been taken care of but I don't know what that means. "Luther-"

"I need you to listen to me very carefully, Grayson." Luther saying my entire name is never a good thing. I feel through bond, only catching bits of Blake's uncertainty and desire to be home. There's nothing on Luther's end which means he's steeling his emotions and I hate it. "Hudson showed up on the premises an hour ago. I tried calling you but someone called the police because he was threatening the lady at the front desk. He has no idea which floor is ours so he was trying to wrangle it out of her."

The money from Starlight Falls could have afforded us a house but it didn't fit our dynamic. Instead, we bought a condo that offers a private entrance, one that no one other than the front office has access to.

"Okay? That's a good thing, though."

"It would be but Hudson is adamant that we're keeping his Omega from him. You need to get Luca dressed and meet us at the station. Don't ask any questions. No, it's not good but we can't fight this. Clothes. Both of you. I'm gathering up Blake in just a minute."

My heart is in my stomach at the pain we're about to put Luca back into. "Have you told Blake yet?"

"No. I'm sure you'll feel him when I do."

I hang up and grab clothes, trying to gather things that are freshly washed and devoid of our scent. As much as I want Luca to find comfort in our scents, I don't want Hudson to use that as a reason to punish him. I also don't want him to find Blake's scent and start obsessing over an Omega that isn't his.

I give Luca several more seconds before I walk around the couch and crouch in front of him to deliver the horrid news. And just when I thought we were working toward a new beginning.