Page 35 of Bound to the One-Night Stand

He snorts and crosses his arms. “Seems six months really is too long for you to hold out. Or was it just me?”

I glance down at Jessica and note the redness in her face. “What is he-”

She pushes forward, almost breaking out of my grasp. “You blocked my messages. You didn’t even talk to me. You didn’t let me. Let me-”

“What was I supposed to do?” he roars, stepping forward.

On instinct, I drag Jessica back and bare my teeth. “That’s close enough.”

“Let me guess,” he continues. “You fucked him the moment you left the ceremony. Didn’t you?” Fury fills his gaze as he growls at my wife.

I grab Jessica and turn us around, giving my back to the Alpha. “Eyes on me, Jessica,” I command, tipping her face up. “Eyes on me.”

The moment she looks up, her expression guts me. Sorrow, anger, and hatred all war for precedence. “I’m sorry. I-”

“Do not apologize. Do you wish for me to dispatch of him, or do you want to do it?”

“Y- you’re giving me a choice?” Her gaze shifts to one of confusion.

“Yes. I’m not an ogre,” I tease, attempting to diffuse the situation.

“Forget this,” Alec spits out.

“No.” Jessica cries. “I won’t.” I move, allowing my omega to push past me. “How could you?” she sobs.

As much as I want to gather her back into my arms and protect her from the nasty feelings swirling inside, she has to do this herself.

“How could I? How could I?” He shoves his omega to the side and doesn’t bother to help her as she stumbles.

This already tells me everything I need to know about the bastard. Behind Jessica, I crack my knuckles, snarling at him as he gets too close. Raising his hands in the air, he backsaway until he’s far enough away I can allow my shoulders to relax.

“What did you expect me to do?” he screams, his face turning a violent shade of unhinged red.

Jessica’s face falls. “You knew how much Greece meant to me.”

“Yeah. You wanted your first fuck here. How did it feel? Did he satisfy you?” As he tries to step forward, I loom behind Jessica, glaring until he backs away again.

“I waited,” she sobs back. “I didn’t… I couldn’t…”

As she fumbles for words, I gather her back into my arms and allow her to sob on my chest. “What is it you want?” I bite out.

Alec smirks at me and shakes his head. “Good luck with that ice princess. She’ll keep teasing you, stringing you along. At least you got that ring. Maybe she’ll open her thighs.”

“Enough. You will keep a civil tongue in your mouth when you speak about or to my wife.”

“Wife,” he spits out. “Fucking manipulator is more like it.”

Jessica’s tiny hands claw at my chest as she grips my shirt. It kills me to feel her vibrate with what I can only discern as enormous grief. This has to be the jackass who lied to her about his ruts.

A feral grin eases over my lips as I look the asshole up and down. “It must have been so hard for you to control your ruts around her. How many was it? Monthly? You must be such a prime specimen to experience that many that often.”

His face pales for a moment. “I did nothing wrong.”

Jessica peers up at me, her brows furrowing. “I told you. He did it to protect me.”

“Oh, I’m sure he did.” Keeping one arm around her waist as an anchor, I pull out my phone. “What’s your number?”

“As if I’m going to give it to some psycho like you.”

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