29. Barret

Chapter twenty-nine

Barret

M ila grips a tight hold of my shirt as she breathes in my scent, and I'm just so glad we got to her on time.

If only we got there sooner, then those fuckers wouldn't have been able to lay a hand on her in the first place.

Thankfully, Lachlan already took great care of one of them, and it looks like we've got a lot of explaining to do.

But I'm pretty sure Governor Lily will pull some strings and get us out of trouble like she always does.

She seems to like our pack a lot, and there's no denying that Gryphon is her little bitch.

She's really got that Alpha pussy whipped, and the poor fucker has no idea.

Quite frankly, that woman scares the living crap out of me.

I have fought many Alphas, and I usually come out on top. But there's just no beating that woman.

She truly is the Alpha of all Alphas.

She has us all pussy whipped…

"It's okay, we'll get you out of this hotel…" I whisper to Mila as we head down to the lobby, using the stairs.

A startled gasp alerts my attention when we cut past reception, but I only care about the trembling woman in my arms.

"Hey!" someone shouts, a male. "Stop… or I will call the police!"

Lachlan growls, grabbing the male by the throat, and the guy squeals.

"You," Lachlan breathes, his eyes enraged. "It's your fault why she is in this mess. What kind of system are you runnin' here, letting rapists into your hotel!"

"Please… don't hurt me!"

Wow… some man he is. I guess Lachlan just has that effect on a lot of people.

It's the eyes. They cut right through your skin, like cold shards of ice.

"Fuck you… I will kill you!"

A woman screams this time, and I roll my eyes, turning to meet Lachlan.

He has the guy by the throat, squeezing the life from his lungs. The woman trembles behind the desk, most likely a Beta, by the looks of her.

"Lachlan… let him go. We have to get back home to Oliver."

We do. The Omega sensed she was in danger, and how is that possible?

Do his heats give him clairvoyant gifts of some kind?

Still, I'm just glad he regained some sense before the next wave took over. He is in a lot of pain, and there is nothing we can do.

Our knots don't quite sate him like they used to.

It's as if something is missing, and it's this precious little female in my arms.

I just know it.

She may be small and vulnerable, but she managed to get the better of those guys for a while.

She slit the backs of their feet and knees, cutting off their mobility, and it looks like this little girl knows what she's doing.

What exactly did they teach her at that academy?

Could she cut me up into delicious little bite-sized pieces too? Damn…

Now that I would like to see one day.

The man splutters, and I use a bit more force. "Lachlan!"

The Alpha looks at me, loosening his grip around the man's throat.

"We need to get out of here before the pigs arrive…"

Lachlan bares his teeth, flashing his eyes. Then he drops his victim, and now I watch as the guy stumbles away from the bat-shit-crazy Alpha, leaving behind a piss trail.

As I said, Lachlan has that effect. He may look like a pretty angel, but he's fucking lethal.

"All right. Just one more thing…" Lachlan says, his voice all airy and singsong again.

I raise a brow as he grabs the fruit bowl from the reception desk. The woman yelps, ducking out of the way, but Lachlan ignores her, biting into a juicy red apple.

What are we going to do with him? ***

I kept Mila cradled in my arms on the drive back to the house.

She's very subdued, and I think back to the awful image of her lying on that bed, submitting to that Alpha.

Now that I have had time to look at her, I spy no injuries.

It seemed the Alpha got her to submit by using his bark.

My heart pounds. That can't be.

Mila is a Beta. An Alpha's bark wouldn't work on her.

There must be some other explanation as to why this normally feisty Beta would submit so easily.

None of that matters. We're home now, and Oliver can get his Mila fix.

He will be so happy to see her, and anything for my Omega…

Anything for Mila. I can tell she's excited at the prospect of being around Oliver again, but she's still tense in my arms.

"No… I can't be here. Oliver… in heat…" She wriggles on my lap, her eyes falling on the shed.

Over my dead body.

She is not going anywhere near that shed again.

"It will be fine, Mila," I purr, brushing aside her hair so I can see her bright green eyes.

They're beautiful.

She shakes her head. "No… t-take me to the shed…"

I growl at the mere suggestion, and I force her to look at me now, losing myself in those big green orbs.

"No. That shed needs to be burned down. It never should have been an option to begin with…"

Her lip shakes, and her eyes pool with tears. "But Oliver… I can't stand to be around him when he's…"

"Oliver asked for you. It's why we came for you. He knew you were in trouble."

Her face lights up. "He… asked for me?"

"Yes, now come on. You don't have to worry anymore. You're safe with us. We'll all take care of you."

"But… Gryphon?"

"Can kiss my fucking ass. He will come around too. Our Omega wants you in our lives, Mila, and that's all that matters."

And if he didn't… then I'm sure I would have taken her on as my own mate.

I would have tried to appeal to my Omega's better nature and begged, pretty much, that she could be mine.

I would have done everything in my power to ensure that he is still very much mine as much as Mila is, but he wants her too.

Now I don't have to beg. I can be there for them both.

We get out of the car and head to the nest.

Mila tenses again, and I purr, telling her it is safe.

Lachlan comforts her too, promising her he will find more flowers for her in the woods when Oliver's heat is over.

She's terrified of entering his nest. As if she will be intruding, but she soon relaxes, letting me carry her into the cozy, cushioned room.

Let's hope she likes Oliver's nest as much as we do.