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“Don’t say it.” My voice wavers. A tear tracks down my cheek. “Please, viper. Please…just don’t.”
For a moment, I think that I’m going to hurl again.
My heart aches.
“You’re right.” Vito’s hand squeezes mine. “Link can take care of himself. He never stopped showing off that he was taller and twice as wide as me. He’s like a…”
“Gorgeous gargoyle.”
“I was going to say giant.” Vito gives a wry smile. “The point is that Link dedicated himself to protecting both of us like a fucking bodyguard, even though I should have been looking out for him. I’d never bet against him in a fight, even in high school. Whatever’s happened…”
“Whatever Dad made happen,” I mutter.
Vito wets his dry lips. “Yeah, whatever Dad and Link’s own bastard of an Alpha planned together, Link’s out there somewhere, and I bet that he’s battling to get back to you right now. So, that’s why you must hang on for him.”
Hang on for me.
I know that’s what Vito is saying.
Don’t die.
He doesn’t say it out loud, but I feel it in my soul like he’s screamed it.
I swallow. “I will, Vito. I’ll hang on…for Link. He’d punch your dick every day for the rest of your life, if he came back and found that I was gone. So, this is why I need to scent match and work out ways to get through my heats. Ways that won’t mean a permanent pack bond. I won’t abandon Link. He has so little. We promised that we’d be each other’s forevers. Do you understand?”
Vito’s gaze meets mine. “You know that I’d never force you into anything, Dy. If you tell me that Link and you are meant to be bonded, then I believe you. But he doesn’t have a knot, and you need one of those during heats, no matter how modern and radical your politics.”
“You’re sounding old-fashioned. Haven’t you heard of knotted dildoes?”
Vito puffs out his chest. “It’s not the same as the real thing, and the doctors say that you need that. At least let yourself have some fun too. You deserve it.”
“So do you.” I let my lips curl into a grin. “Are you back to talking about asses again?”
Vito laughs. “TMI, I don’t want to hear about Seven’s ass.”
“I didn’t want to hear about your knot, but life’s a bitch.”
All of a sudden, a pungent blast of burned coffee blasts through the room.
It’s the scent of angry Alpha.
Unfortunately, it’s one that I’m familiar with but would give anything not to be.
I whimper, clasping onto Vito.
My pulse skyrockets. My heart hammers in my chest.
Vito stiffens at the same time as I do.
It can’t be.
No.
Not now.
Please…
His usual time to extort the money isn’t for another fortnight.
