Page 166 of Trick Knot Treat

Ridiculous creature.

I want to tell him running makes it worse, that now I will never let him go, but I’m too busy smiling and feeling myself wake up fully.

I hear the words, I watch what’s happening, but I can’t believe it.

“Bonding with Harvest?” I spit, absolutely beyond furious.

I stare at my alpha. MY ALPHA.

“You want to explain?”

Harvest swallows, and a flash of guilt crosses his face. He shakes his head. “No.”

“Fine,” I growl. “Have you told my brother yet?”

The omega just looks devastated.

The bikers glare at me, but I’m not scared of them. At all.

I don’t care who thinks they can have my alpha.

No one is having him but me.

I turn on my heel.

It’s time they met the real Gian.

I sit opposite the old biker and sip my whiskey.

“I want him.”

“You can’t have him.”

I set the glass on the table and lean back, idly turning it. I just stare at him.

“He belongs to me.”

“No one belongs to another person.”

I bark a laugh. “Don’t be so naive. That alpha is mine. Heart, soul, body, his dreams, his thoughts, his fears, his past, his future, and his scent. It is all mine. I will not give him up.”

“I don’t have to listen to this.”

I smile and lean forward, placing several photos on the table.

“We can do this in two ways. You can give him to me and step out of the way so I can court him. Or I can take him and destroy you all along the way.”

He looks down at the photos and reaches out slowly to pick one up; his hand trembles.

“Are you going to hurt him?”

I laugh softy. “Only if he asks me to.”

“Who are you?”

“My name is Gian.”

He gulps and slumps in the seat, looking utterly defeated. “They are my children.”