Page 35 of Drown My Sorrow

“Oh, maybe reach White Sands about midnight. Unless they are planning on having a rendezvous right here on the beach, then maybe dawn. Why are they doing this, anyway?”

“Because.”

Mitch suddenly sits forward, leaning so he can see my face properly.

“Because why? We aren’t doing anything illegal, are we? Because I want no part of that. Sonny has promised to arrest me next time I so much as look like I'm committing a crime.”

Sonny, our by-the-books cop, has a hard-on for Mitch. It’s a peculiar fascination, but it serves its purpose in having our police officer too busy to be looking in our direction.

The three of them get up, and Ezy shoves Gael. I wonder what they are arguing about, but, in truth, I don’t really care. Maybe they can go drown each other and save me the headache.

The bonds inside me pulse, and I feel Gael’s hurt. Ezy is angry. It’s clear to see, but Kelly is worried. Like, deeply worried and trying really hard to hide it. He keeps looking around, but, sadly, in all the wrong places.

Smart alpha.

I climb to my feet and wander back to the car, reaching in and pulling out a rope.

Mitch’s eyes widen. “You said we weren’t doing anything illegal.”

“Did I actually say that, though?” I tease.

Mitch thinks back and moans. “Keagan, I can’t get in trouble.”

“Ah, you think we don’t know you love being in there? When Sonny arrests you, you spend the night on your knees under his desk, cleaning his cock for your crimes. Everyone gets a happy ending, but Sonny gets the happiest.”

Mitch’s ears turn bright red, and he swallows hard. “How do you know that?”

I smirk and saunter down the path, heading towards the car park and beach.

When I get there, the three of them are silently staring out at the water.

With a wicked grin, I send a bolt of glee through the bond, filling it with the psychotic madness that I keep muted. They jump out of their skins. I laugh out loud and swing the rope around my head, making it sing in the air.

“Alphas, you can run, but you can’t hide. Come play with me!”

“Fucking shit, Kelly, he’s here! Run!”

I almost trip over laughing so hard as the three of them grab their surfboards and bolt for the ocean. They paddle hard and are soon gone from sight.

I let the rope fall to the ground and wipe the tears away.

“You are a very bad alpha, Keagan,” Mitch says and doubles over while he tries to stop laughing long enough to catch his breath.

“These three alphas are a mess and hilarious. I’m having a great time,” I admit. “We should do shit like this more often.”

“So, we’re just scaring them?”

“Driving them,” I say with a wink. “Into exhaustion. Teaching them that there is no escape from the Daane.”

“You three are reaching mythical status. Oh, those gummies should be ready soon. I’ll bring them over.”

And this is another reason why Mitch is tolerated above all others. He actually cares about Aspyn. He sees her as a person and treats her as one.

“Cheers, Mitch. So, shall we head to the cliffs and keep an eye on their progress?”

I start up the path.

“What if they get eaten by a shark?”

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