Page 7 of Knot Your Pawn
“You promised Vera that you wouldn’t go on your own. You promised that we’d all go together.”
“That doesn’t have to mean all the time. That just means that we have to go together when we go take them down, not when I’m only going to collect some information and maybe take out a few people.” The way his words come out, how they seem to be stuck in a pattern, it seems like he’s been having this exact same argument with himself already.
But I’m not letting him go. “You made the promise to Vera. You’ll have to ask her if she meant only when we take them down or if she meant also for information collection and things like that.” If there’s anyone he listens to, it’s her, and he knows it too.
“I don’t have time to ask her.” He struggles against my hold, trying to get away, and I flood my pheromones around him, showing him how much I care for him, how much I want to protect him.
“Mathew.” I drop my voice, using my Alpha powers.
I’ve had enough of tonight; everyone is exhausted and running on anxiety and adrenaline. I would prefer if we didn’t make things worse by making choices we can’t undo.
He stills in my arms, his hands against my chest, his eyes closed, waiting for my next command. I hate how he starts to tremble against me when I do this, but I didn’t see another way.
I have to get through to him.
“Not tonight.” I take a deep breath, softening my voice.
“Tonight, we have to make sure our pack, the people around us and the people from your organisation are all safe and sound. We can’t keep rushing ahead. If we become sloppy, we’ll start making mistakes and that could cost us our lives.”
And more than that, if Mathew dies, the Hearts will have an easier time doing their creepy and vile shit. His organisation is keeping them somewhat in line, if that stops, things will get much, much worse.
He slowly nods, leaning his head on my shoulder. “They hurt Luca. They used me. They used you and Vera. All to hurt him.” He growls, but it’s a sound of pain and frustration, no longer one of anger.
I have no idea what exactly happened to Luca, but I had a suspicion that it had something to do with Vera and me, with how he reacted to our pheromones earlier. That could explain some of the strange things we found about the pack Vera was supposed to marry into, or not.
But that’s for later, not right this moment.
“We’ll get them for that. But all in good time. Tonight is not that time.”
Someone bangs on the door, startling us both.
“Why is the door closed?” Jorge’s voice sounds tight, stressed, as he bangs on the door again. “Mathew? Is Riley with you?”
Riley?
I glance at Mathew, who looks up at me in surprise before shaking his head. “We don’t know where she is. Why?”
We’ve had enough to deal with tonight without one of our pack members going missing…
“She was supposed to grab something from the kitchen for the kids, but she’s not there. Open this freaking door already!” Jorge seems to almost want to break through the door with his fists.
Mathew glances at the monitors on his desk, before turning them off with a single movement, the way he’s holding his body changing, becoming alert. “Fuck. I’m pretty sure I know where she is. Let’s hope she doesn’t do something she’s going to regret.”
He quickly crosses over to the door, giving me a pointed look as he pulls the chair out of the way, and then rips it open.
This startles Jorge, who stumbles back, just in time to get out of Mathew’s way, as my Omega runs down the hallway. Luckily, Jorge recovers quickly and runs after him, while I follow the two.
As Mathew pulls the door to the outside out of some poor guy’s hand, I realise where he’s going. He’s going to the training complex!
Where the guys we grabbed tonight are being kept.
Oh, no.
I agree with Mathew, let’s hope she hasn’t done anything she’s going to regret yet.
I tap around on my phone, connecting my earpiece just to Riley. “What are you doing?”
It’s quiet for a while, before Riley’s voice comes over the earpiece. “Collecting information.” She sounds very calm, which I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not.
