Page 122 of Pucking With My Head

It was obvious something wasn’t right when, the second she opened the door, her big, excited grin dropped.

“What are you doing here?” she growled.

At her tone, I moved next to her to see four people standing on our porch. Two older men and two that were probably closer to Bethany’s age.

Next to them was a police officer.

Actually, there were two police officers, but one was hanging back and observing.

“We came to bring you home,” one of the older men said.

Bethany snorted. “I am home, Pa.”

Pa.

It dawned on me that this was her family. The family who had treated her like crap, who had used her for their own benefit and never cared about her wants and desires.

The police officer looked right at me. “Sir, is this your home?”

I nodded. Technically, it belonged to the pack, but that was mere semantics.

“Sir, these gentlemen have filed a report claiming you’ve kidnapped their family member. I’m going to need you to come talk with me over here so the young lady can speak with her family.”

Kidnap?

“Oh, this is a new low, even for you,” I growled, looking at her family.

The fuckers didn’t even have the decency to appear sheepish.

The police officer frowned. “Now, don’t be hostile. This lady’s family simply wants to talk with her.”

“I think I am allowed to be surprised at their actions when they are accusing us ofkidnapping.” I growled the last word, still hardly believing it.

“I’m getting the others,” Bethany said, going to turn back into the house, but one of her brothers launched forward, grabbing her arm and keeping her there.

“No! You’re not going to bring out more of these assholes who have brainwashed you!”

I took a step toward them, but the police officer got between us.

“I suggest you step out of my way,” I growled lightly. “He is putting hands on my pregnant omega, and you are letting him.”

The police officer looked between me and Bethany. “You’re bonded?”

Bethany shook her head. “We will be. We are just waiting for the doctors to approve it, since I’m pregnant,” she explained, yanking her arm out of her brother’s grasp.

“Your family seems to think you’re being coerced to be here,” the police officer explained.

“The only coercion here is the fact that they’re trying to make me go back to Nebraska, when I am very happy here in California.”

“You haven’t been yourself since you met this pack. We’re worried about you,” one of her brothers said, his tone almost believably worried.

Anger unlike anything I’d ever felt simmered in my veins. I didn’t know what these idiots planned, but they were not going to take Bethany away.

“Look, I think it may be best if Bethany returns to her house for a day or two, so she can spend some time with her family and avoid this turning into a legal matter,” the police officer said in a friendly tone. “If she’s unbonded, then she’s still technically the ward of her family.”

My eyebrows rose.

“You and I both know, officer, that cases where family tries to obtain legal claim over an omega after the age of twenty-one are usually thrown out,” a familiar voice said from behind me.

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