Chapter 36
Chapter Thirty-Six
~Thane~
What a bloody nightmare today turned out to be! I make my way back to the office. I shift in the loading docks and take the fire escape back up to the top floor. I don't feel like strolling through the main lobby buck naked. I have already made a spectacle of myself.
I know the papers tomorrow will read that my pack went into a rut over a damn Omega, which is far from the truth.
I was merely protecting my mate. Yet, if mine and Rhen's roles had been reversed, I couldn't have left her with those monsters either.
I would have fought to keep her safe, and that thought irks me more than it should.
Cuts and scrapes litter most of my body, and the authorities are dealing with the two dead bodies in the alleyway. They will meet me back here to go over everything. The media will, of course, blame this entire thing on me. I am their favorite scapegoat.
When I reach the top floor and push the busted fire escape door open, I discover Leila has duct-taped her brother to a chair.
She has a nasty bite on her neck. He really sank his teeth into her and bit out a chunk.
Even with her healing powers, it is going to take a while for that to heal.
It is no doubt from her brother. It is cannibalistic, and I can see Leila is furious at being treated like a chew toy.
"I told you I am sorry. What more do you want?" Leon pleads with his sister as he struggles to get out of the duct tape.
"My skin back, for one! You bit a bloody mouthful out of me! You're so gross. And you got your slobber on me!" she snarls back, baring her fangs at him.
"It was an accident and not that big of a deal. I went into a rut. I just bit you a little too hard. It'll heal; you know it will. Stop being so dramatic over one little nibble."
She puts her hand on her hips and glares daggers at him. "That only makes it more gross, you asshole! Being blood-crazed is one thing. You can't help yourself when you just need blood down your throat. But this is ten times worse!" Leila shrieks, pointing an accusing finger at him.
"You fang-raped me. I'm your fucking sister!
Keep your horny, blood-crazed fangs away from me!
You just wait until I tell Mom and Dad about this.
It's not like you can hide it. You fucking asshole.
Do you bite your mates like this? Just take a giant bite out of him like he's some snack for you? " She rubs her neck, which is healing.
It’s still a bloody mess, but it is at least healing. "You little shit. I can't believe you put your cock-sucking lips on my neck." She shudders, and I shake my head at their bickering.
"You taste like shit, anyway; I’ve licked asses that taste better," Leon snaps back at her. He holds his tongue out and spits, as if trying to get the taste of her out of his mouth. "Stop being a drama queen and let me go."
"I would hope I taste like mother-fucking-ass. I’m your damn sister, you bloodsucking leech," she snarls. She grabs a red and black stapler the size of my fist and throws it at the center of his chest. It hits him with a meaty thump and he growls, thrashing from side to side to get revenge.
"Bitch!" he roars.
For the love of god, please, someone strike me down so I don't have to listen to this shit. I am not in the mood for this crap. I rub my temples, praying that these two will magically find peace and shut the fuck up.
"Huh, you make no sense," Leila snaps, and I growl. Their argument sends me through every level of hell, some multiple times. My eye can't twitch anymore, and the pounding headache threatens to be the background music for the rest of my life.
How bad would it be for me if I toss them both out the window?
Though, I like Leon. The man knows how to suck cock.
Would he forgive me if I kill his sister and spare him?
Would it really be that wrong? Anyone locked in a room with them for five minutes would empathize and class it as self-defense.
These two would surely cause even the sanest people to go mad with their bitching.
I am, however, glad that Leon is under control, but I wish I had a mute button for these two. Besides, the office looks like a tornado just blew through. Crap is everywhere and torn to shreds. It will take time to set it all right, and I have no interest in doing any of it.
Maybe I should take them to the ground floor before I kick them off the side of the building and watch them go splat on the concrete.
I growl as their bickering reaches a new level. Muzzles for both of them and a leash for Leon. Leon can just be quiet and pretty for me, and Leila can just be fucking quiet. She jumps out of her seat and slowly turns to see what’s going on.
She freezes, body tensing and eyes widening as she stares at my body before the blood rushes into her cheeks, and she jerks her head to the side, staring at the ground. "Sorry," she grumbles.
"Keep your whorish eyes off my damn mate!" Leon screeches.
When I feel better, I will take my frustrations out on Leon's ass for all of this nonsense.
"What are you going to say to Mom when I tell her you were eye-fucking my mate?" Leon screeches at her. I shake my head at him.
"I was not, Leech!" She sneers while Leon growls at her before looking back at me.
"What happened?" Leon asks, almost in a panic. It took him long enough to notice anything is wrong.
"Zara is fine. Raidon and Rhen are taking her to her apartment," I tell him as I move to the desk where I dumped my clothes. I start tugging them on just as the elevator doors open and two officers enter the foyer.
"Mr. Keller, I just need you to sign these statements and we are good to go. Witnesses verified that you were protecting your mate, Rhen?" I nod my head.
"Yes, he mind-linked me," I tell them while zipping my pants, and they nod.
I already gave my statement, but the crowd became too big and I asked them to finish it here; I don't feel like having more of my nudes leaked on the internet.
The media are vultures; they love displaying everything my pack does, seeing as we are only one of three Alpha Packs in the state.
The Obsidian Pack is one, the other is Black Mountain Pack, also to the north of the city.
The officer takes a seat at the desk, pulls the paperwork out, and writes a few things down.
"The Omega woman, we can’t find any record for her. Do you know how long she has resided in the city?" the female officer asks. I can tell she is an Alpha female, and the way she sneers at the word 'Omega' irritates me.
"She never registered her address. We have no such name in our system. She hasn't reported herself to the city yet, or anything about her pack links. You said she is an employee?" the officer continues. I feel the mind-link open up, and Leon's voice flits through my head.
'Thane, I know you want to get rid of her, but—' He doesn't finish, and I glare at him, knowing full well he had been feeding on her; I’m not stupid, and I may have turned a blind eye to it, but he has a point, and I know what will become of her.
If she can't afford her suppressants, I doubt she can afford the fines for failing to report herself to the city council. And if she can't pay those, then she goes into rotation to settle the debt. The thought of her being forced into rotation almost makes me growl.
"Mr. Keller? We need her employee reports," the female officer says. Catching Leon's eye and looking at Leila, she drops her head while Leon looks at me pleadingly. Fuck!
"She isn't an employee. Yes, she works here, but that isn't her purpose," I lie.
"Oh, so your pack is looking for an Omega, and she’s here on a trial basis?" the woman asks, and I grit my teeth.
"Yes, we posted an ad looking for an Omega. Leila here posted it herself, Zara answered it, and we brought her to the city," I lie. Leila nods, confirming what I said.
"Oh, this is wonderful news!" the officer exclaims, and I fight back a curse. Just what we need, this shit getting out.
"It isn't public news yet, so if you don't mind keeping that to yourself for now," I tell them, and they nod.
"Of course, Mr. Keller, we have everything we need, and I am sure you’ll want to get home to your Omega.
Please just remember, if you don't choose to mark and keep her, remind her to register at the council.
We can't keep her safe if we don't know her location and whereabouts," the male officer tells me.
I press my lips in a line and give a quick nod.
I wait for them to leave and let out a breath once the doors close, before turning to glare at my mate and his sister.
"You lied for her?" Leila says, clearly shocked.
Yes, because she didn't leave me much choice.
"No, I lied because I had to. If you had done your job properly, she would never have been here in the first place," I tell her, and she looks away.
Turning to Leon, he uses his feet to scoot forward on his chair, his arms and legs still duct-taped.
I can feel his burning hunger and his need to go home.
With a shake of my head, I move to him, stripping the tape and making him hiss.
I am not at all gentle about it, and I will deal with him further when we get home.
* * *
Rhen and Raidon don't answer their phones or the mind-link on the way home.
They're even ignoring Leon, which bothers me.
Raidon would have to get suppressants from somewhere, so they are probably holed up somewhere while they wait.
Or maybe they are ensuring she is tucked away safely in her apartment.
I’m full of tension on the drive home, yet it recedes when I spot Raidon's car parked in the garage. However, that relief quickly turns to rage when I step out of the vehicle and all I can smell is Zara.
Surely, they wouldn't be this stupid, but I am proven correct in my first assumption when Leon gets out of the car and goes stiff as a board.
I glance at him before he lurches forward.
I reach out to grab him, but he slips through my arms before I can catch him.
I curse with a shake of my head before storming into the house.