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Vito snarls, as he’s forced to his knees. His breathing is shallow.
I understand why.
The rest of the weekend…?
Fuck, no.
I won’t let that happen. Somehow, I’m stopping this.
Dad peers around the basement like he owns it, despite this being Saint territory. “It seems that you have some of the same tastes as my own pack, Thomas. But clearly, you can’t tame an Omega, or my daughter wouldn’t have forgotten the proper way to address Alphas and that an Omega has no right to interfere in an Alpha’s business.”
Thomas looks amused, and his gaze becomes more focused again. “If only my own dad and you knew how alike you sound.”
Dad’s expression darkens. “I respect spirit but not insolence from a wolf pup like you. You certainly do have the cold dominance, however, that I find delicious to break. I knew that up close and personal like this I would feel it. Do you know that the triplets can take months stripping it away from Alphas like you? Pretty little things are boring. But smart, strong men who are true challenges are rare.”
I want to hurl.
Thomas has become ashen. “Then kidnap me, if that’s what you want, but let your son and daughter go.”
“No,” I yell at the same time as Vito does.
My knees buckle. I slide to the hard ground. My hands bunch in the silky material of my dress.
Dad pushes Thomas’ shirt further apart, slipping his hands to stroke over his chest in a gesture that’s so threatening it makes my breath catch.
“The problem, however, is that my daughter needs punishment, as much as you need to be taught a lesson.” Dad pushes Thomas’ shirt off his shoulder. Thomas claws at the chair arms in his struggle to not react. Yet I can hear his panic through the bond at being touched like this…and as Dad explores closer and closer toward our Soul Mark. “She dated, spent her heat with, and bonded our enemy. What does that make her look like? What would it make me look like if I let that disrespect slide?”
When Dad rakes his nails viciously over the glittering SAINT, which is written underneath the mark of the wolf, Thomas and I growl at the same time.
It’s a primal sound, torn from our souls. I can feel the same agonized, violated pain burst through our bonds.
Lincoln and Ghost must feel it.
But they won’t know where we are.
Thomas thrashes, finally reacting. “I’m going to fucking kill you.”
Dad laughs. “And there’s the bad wolf inside. He just needed coaxing out.”
I howl, visceral and raw.
I throw myself across the basement at Dad. I don’t care that I don’t have a weapon or that I’m only an Omega baker against an Alpha who’s the best fighter in the mob.
I can’t hear anything over the pain in the bond, the roaring of blood in my head, and the chants of mine, mine, mine, when I see my Alpha suffering.
Tom…
My gaze catches his.
Thomas’ eyes, which are clouded with pain and feral rage, widen in shock.
I don’t stop my attack.
I raise my fists to bring them down on Dad’s back.
Suddenly, however, Gia’s arms are around me, clasping my arms to my sides and dragging me across the basement to the far wall.
I scrabble wildly, dragging my feet and trying to get away. “Let me go. Fuck, fuck, let me…Gia, let me the fuck—”
