Page 32 of Rest In Knotty Pieces

He looks incredible. Like an avenging angel or a warrior ready to do battle.

His hair is loose, but his eyes are cold and predatory. If he’d have looked at me like this in any of the time I’d been there, I might not have considered leaving.

But he didn’t.

“I’m going!” I say loudly and clearly. “And you can’t stop me.”

Blaze cocks the gun, but he’s not got it aimed at me. He’s fully prepared to kill his family to keep me. My stomach drops out. What the fuck?

“Bonnie-” Kota whispers.

“Don’t say it. I’m not leaving him here.”

Kota climbs out of the van with his hands up. “He called us for help, Blaze.”

Blaze’s expression twists into rage. He fires into the dirt.

Dakota steps back and glances into the car. “Bonnie, this is going to end with everyone in the car dead.”

“Daega. Come home now,” Blaze says calmly.

I step in front of the car, not even flinching at the gun that is now trained on me. “This is not my home. You have ignored me and made me babysit your omega. I’m not going to nurse her back to health and-”

He moves so quickly I almost don’t have time to react, but when he brings his arm down, I snap out of it and bring my arm up. The gun goes flying into the brush. I elbow him in the face and then punch him hard.

Blaze just smiles and comes towards me. This time, he anticipates all my moves, flowing like water.

“Holy fucking alpha balls, are you seeing this, Bonnie? Could you beat him?” Meg whispers.

“If Pix can’t, I wouldn’t be able to,” Bonnie admits.

We continue fighting, but he’s faster, more trained, and eerily calm. I grab his throat and squeeze. He stops moving, staring at me intently.

“I don’t want to stay here and do this,” I roar into his face.

“You can’t leave.”

“You can’t stop me.”

A gun cocks and then presses against my head.

“He can’t, but I can,” Roseland whispers. “You’ve seen too much. I can’t let you go. Not yet.”

“Hey, Vale.”

Vale clears his throat. “Hello, Sage. My omega wants her brother back.”

They sound like they are discussing a book they’ve borrowed. It’s bordering on insulting.

Sage sighs heavily. “Yeah, about that. It’s not going to happen right now.”

“Any reason why not?” Vale asks conversationally, but there’s a thread of tension.

Sage grins and tilts his head to the side. “He’s ours.”

“Ours, meaning?”

“Ours.”