Chapter 27
Sloane
My hand clenches around the phone in my hand. Pure fucking fury courses through my veins.
I just got a call from Kyren. He has the foster brothers’ address. Guess they’ve been looking into them also and thought I’d want to know where to find Luke.
Of course I fucking do. But why do they care so much?
If Harlan and the guys want Brad dead, that means that he’s done something to their Omega.
Something tells me there's a lot Lexi doesn’t know about her sister, but I’m not going to bring attention to it. If Silva hasn’t told Lexi, that's her right. Same with Lexi not wanting Silva know what Luke really did to her.
I’ve never felt so murderous in my life. I’ve met my fair share of fucked up pieces of shit, and I’ve had the privilege of ending their lives, too.
When Lexi told me what happened to her as a teenager, I was ready to leave the cabin to track down that motherfucker and end him that night. But my Omegas needed me. I stayed for them because I will always put them first.
My phone dings. I look down at the message from Kyren with Luke’s location.
Perfect. Looks like this sack of shit doesn’t have much time left on this earth. He better enjoy it while he can, because we’re coming for him.
“What’s going on?” Aiden asks, coming to stand next to me. I’ve been staring out the window at the snow-covered landscape. Lexi and Emmett are still sleeping, drained from Emmett’s heat. It broke sometime last night.
How do we go from having the best few days of our lives, to this?
We should be heading home and taking it easy while we come down from the high of the heat. But instead, we have to work.
“Kyren just called.” I show him my phone. “We got Luke’s address.”
His face darkens, brows furrowing together. “You asked him to find it?”
“No. Looks like your brother and his pack were already looking into them. They were nice enough to give Luke to us.”
Aiden’s body is wound tight. I told him about what happened to Lexi last night when the two Omegas fell asleep.
He went outside and lost his shit. Took the axe that was used to cut wood and went to town on a tree until he exhausted himself.
I’ve never seen my lover cry, but I saw the sheen in his eyes as he walked back inside.
When Lexi broke down in my arms, her sobs tore my heart in two. It took everything in me not to cry, but I had tears in my eyes as well.
Aiden vowed to find Luke and end his life. Guess the universe just gave us a little gift to help us out.
“When are we going?” he asks, voice a low growl.
My gaze flicks towards the direction of the room. “Tomorrow. We’d be assholes if we left them now. We go home today, have a night at home, then tomorrow morning we head out.”
“What do we tell them?” Aiden’s brows furrow. “I don’t like the idea of lying to them.”
“We tell them we were called in for an assignment. It’s not a lie, exactly. We end Luke, then we talk to our Omegas about it. I don’t want to worry them when we don’t have to.”
“You don’t want them looking at us differently, that's what it is,” Aiden adds.
“Partly. They know what we do for a living, that we’ve killed people. But what will they think knowing we get a thrill out of it? That it gives us a high? They’ll think we’re monsters.”
“I don’t like it. But... I’ll do it because I want that sack of shit dead. When he hurt our Omega, he signed his death certificate.” His lip peels back in a snarl.
Mine curves into a sadistic smile. “It’s been a little while since we’ve gotten to play. I’ve missed the warmth of blood between my fingers.”
“We make it hurt,” Aiden growls.
“He’s going to be begging for his death,” I chuckle.
“Good. We’ll gladly give it to him.”
Fucking right we will.
We’re coming for you, Luke. Hope you enjoyed the life you've had until this point, because it’s all over now.
Lexi
When I wake, something doesn’t feel right.
Sitting up, I rub the sleep from my eyes and look around. Emmett is sleeping soundly next to me, lips parted as he snores softly. But the Alphas aren't in bed.
We got home yesterday. Thankfully, the snow stopped, so we had better visibility on our drive back. After a very eventful few days, we all got an early sleep.
Frowning, I grab my phone and look at the time. It’s noon. Huh. I normally don’t sleep in that late. Would make sense why the guys aren't here.
Getting out of bed, I slip on a pair of fluffy slippers and my pink puffy robe.
As I head downstairs, I note that there are no other sounds in the house. When I get to the bottom of the steps, I look around, not seeing either of them. Heading back upstairs, I check their room. All of their things are still here, but they’re not.
Back downstairs, I open the front door and find their truck gone. Maybe they went out to get lunch?
I go back to my room and grab my phone from my nightstand. I unlock the screen to give the guys a call when I see a text message from Sloane.
Sloane: Hey, Kitten, I’m so sorry you woke up to find us gone. We got called into a last-minute mission for work. We will be gone for a few days, but we’ll be back soon. You both looked so cute sleeping, we didn’t want to wake you. Give Emmett a kiss for me and tell him to behave ;) xoxo
What the actual fuck? You have got to be kidding me. They just up and left for work. Didn’t even bother to talk to us first? I throw my phone, frustrated tears filling my eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Emmett asks, his voice thick with sleep.
I turn to look at him, tears streaming down my cheeks. “They left us,” I sob. “They just left.”
“What?” his eyes widen, fully awake now. “The guys?” I nod my head, sniffing. “What do you mean they just left us?”
“They’re gone.” I get up and grab my phone, opening the text to show Emmett. “See?”
With a furrowed brow, he reads over the text. “Baby, it says they left for work. They’re going to come back.”
“That’s what they want us to think.” I glare at him. “This is their easy way out. They decided that this pack life is too much for them and they don’t want us anymore. And left.”
Emmett’s lips twitch with amusement.
“Don’t you laugh at me.” I wag a finger at him.
“Peaches,” he chuckles, climbing out of bed to pull me into his arms. I go begrudgingly, letting him wrap his arms around me. “Let’s not go overboard, okay? How about we call them?”
Emmett takes my phone and pulls up Sloane’s contact. It goes right to voicemail. Doesn’t even ring. He frowns, then tries Aiden’s. Same thing.
That's when my heart really starts to race as I feel my stomach churn, wanting to fall out of my ass.
“Let me try my phone,” he says, going to grab his.
“What will that do? You think they just blocked my number or something?” I ask.
He tries anyway, and the same thing happens to him.
“Huh.”
“See!” I throw my arms into the air. “They left us. Blocked us from their lives. Used us, made us fall for them, and then left,” I shout. Maybe I’m a little emotional and hormonal. But I might also be right.
“Are their things gone?” he asks.
“Well, no. But they could easily just buy new things.”
He raises a brow.
“What!”
“Or... maybe they’re not answering our calls because they’re working.”
“If that's the case, why would they turn their phones off? Pregnant Omega here. Hello! What if something bad happens?”
“Lexi, baby, I need you to calm down. You’re getting worked up. It’s not good for the baby. Let’s not overreact, okay?”
“Well, that went out the window five fucking minutes ago. I’m reacting, babe.” I storm over to my dresser and pull out a pair of leggings.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting dressed.” I change into a sweater, then grab a pair of fuzzy socks. I throw my hair into a messy bun, not bothering to brush it. There’s no time for that. “Get dressed,” I tell him.
“Okay, but for what?” he asks. I shoot him a scathing look, and he holds his hands up. “I’m getting dressed.”
While he dresses, I send a text message to my sister letting her know not to be alarmed if I’m not home. I’m not even sure she’s home. There are a few cars missing from her driveway.
“You wanna tell me what we’re doing and where we’re going?”
“We’re going after them.” I toss him the truck keys. “You drive. I’m too worked up.”
He catches the keys. “Baby, we don’t even know where they went.”
I shove my coat and winter gear on, casting him another annoyed look. “You might think that I’ve been so great with all these changes, but you’re wrong. I overthink everything. I took precautions.” I pull up an app on my phone and show it to Emmett.
His eyes widen. “Did you put a tracker on their truck?"
“Damn fucking right I did. Now, let’s go find our Alphas so I can kill them,” I growl, throwing the front door open.
“Poor fools,” Emmett sighs, but he follows along.
Am I overreacting? Maybe. Do I care right now? Not really.
I’ve grown attached to those men, and I’ll be damned if they think they’re just going to get away from us that easily.
It’s eight hours later, and we’re pulling into some town in Utah. Why the hell are they here?
I can feel the tension rolling off Emmett. As soon as he saw where we were going, his whole body shut down.
It wasn’t until I worried about him for a good hour that I realized the location on the map is the place where Emmett was living before he came to Widows Peak. I told him we could turn back, but he said it was fine.
I know it’s not. I know he doesn’t want to be here. I feel like a horrible person for freaking out and demanding we come here in the first place.
We’re here now, and their location has been still for the past half hour.
Good. Last thing I want to do is drive all over town looking for them.
It’s not until we drive through the town and end up in an industrial area that I start to grow more cautious.
“Okay...” I look out the window, sitting up in my seat. “This doesn’t feel ominous at all,” I murmur, the run down buildings giving me the creeps.
“I don’t know how I feel about this, Lexi,” Emmett says as we pull into the parking lot of a massive warehouse, eyeing me with concern. “This doesn’t feel safe. And there’s no way in hell I’d put you at risk.”
“Good thing I have this then.” I reach into my purse and pull out a gun.
“Fucking hell, Lexi! Where the hell did you get that?”
“My purse.” I raise a brow. “You just saw me pull it out.”
He gives me a blank look. “Not what I’m talking about.”
I roll my eyes. “Don’t worry, I brought one for you too.” I pull another gun out and hand it over to him.
“Fucking hell, Lexi.”
“Don’t Lexi me. Not my fault, you didn’t know what you were getting into when you fell for my ass five years ago. Well, surprise! I turn into a crazy person when I'm pregnant and hormonal. You’re stuck with me big guy, so suck it up and let’s go see what the hell our Alphas are doing.”
Emmett curses when I get out of the truck and scrambles to follow after me. I regret it immediately as I head towards the building, fear swirling in my gut. We came all the way here, I’m not backing down.
“Stay behind me,” Emmett hisses, catching up with me. “We have no idea what is going on in there. You know their line of work, Lexi. I should throw you over my shoulder and take you back to the truck right now. We can comfort them after they’re done doing whatever it is they’re doing in there.”
“You can’t tell me you’re not just the least bit curious?” I ask him.
“Of course I am, but I also don’t have a death wish,” he hisses. “We’re not going in there, Lexi. It’s not safe. Come on.”
I sigh, letting my shoulders slump. “You’re right. Let’s go back to the truck.”
He sighs in relief, nodding his head. He turns around and starts walking toward the truck. I, however, spin around and sprint toward the door.
“Lexi!” he hisses. “Fucking hell, woman.”
I throw the door open and duck inside, Emmett not far behind me.
“You are such a brat,” Emmett growls. “Lexi, let’s go.”
He grabs my arms, but we both pause when we hear a scream. My blood runs cold, and my stomach sinks.
Emmett and I look at each other with wide, fearful eyes.
Then we hear Sloane’s laughter. “Scream all you want,” he taunts, his voice echoing through the building. “No one's gonna hear you.”
Ah, we did. Does that count?
“Whatever you want, it’s yours. I can get you money,” the person begs.
“We don’t want your fucking money,” Aiden snarls. “No amount of money can make up for what you did to our fucking Omega.”
That has my whole body stiffening. Emmett’s brows furrow. Who do they have down there, and which Omega is he referring to?
“Who’s your Omega?” the guy asks. “I promise, whatever they said I did, they’re lying.” The sound of skin hitting skin echoes and the guy cries out.
“Don’t fucking dare try to save yourself by lying,” Sloane barks.
Temptation wins, and before I know what I’m doing, I creep toward the railing. Peering down, I see my Alphas. They’re standing with their backs to us, blocking the guy they’re torturing.
Holy fuck, they’re torturing someone down there.
Why the hell am I not freaking out, or scared? I should be running for the hills. I know this is part of their jobs, but hello, red flags!
Or, are they green flags? I mean, they said they only hurt people who deserve it. So, whoever that is must be a bad guy, right?
Sloane steps to the side, giving me a direct line of sight to the man strapped to a chair. I squint, trying to get a better view. He looks familiar. But where... Holy fuck.
Bile rises in my throat when it clicks. I know who that is.
“It’s him,” Emmett whispers, his face a mask of shock.
“What?”
He looks at me. “It’s him Lexi. The guy from my old job.”
For a moment, I think he’s talking about his boss. Then I remember what he told me about this one man who would come to the club. He was the cruelest of them all and did fucked up shit to Emmett. And because Emmett was ordered to, he had to take all of it without complaint.
Tears fill my eyes as I bring my gaze back to the man in the chair.
Out of all the people in the world to hurt my sweet, amazing Emmett, why did it have to be the same monster who hurt me?
“That’s Luke,” I tell him, not taking my eyes off him. “That's my old foster brother.”