Page 36 of Knot Broken

Fallon lets out a bark of laughter, cold and vicious. “Minor? Baby, my alphas once wiped a whole house clean in under seven minutes just because someonelookedat me wrong.”

I grin slowly, crouching beside him again and watching his skin go clammy. “And mine? Well… they already lost me once. They’re not the type to let that shit slide a second time.”

Fallon twirls her blade absentmindedly, like she’s deciding which part of him she’d like to carve into next. “So, let’s be honest. How long do you think you have before they find you? Before someone withactual powerkicks down that door and turns you into a blood smear on the floor?”

“Minutes,” I murmur. “If you’re lucky.”

His chest heaves. Sweat beads along his temple. I can see the moment panic truly sets in. His mouth opens, then closes again, like he can’t decide if staying silent is worth dying for.

Fallon leans in, pressing the blade flat to his cheek. “Tick-tock, sweetheart. We’re not your biggest problem anymore. But we canstillmake you bleed if you waste our time.”

He gulps audibly, eyes darting to the door. Hope and fear, fighting for control.

Too late.

We’re already in control.

“There’s just something about making a grown alpha fear you.” I take a deep inhale, like I can smell his fear, before grinning at him. “Delicious”

Sweat beads down his forehead, panic overtaking any semblance of arrogance he had left. “Look, I don’t know anything, okay? I was just hired to grab both of you. Someone higher-up wanted leverage on your packs, that’s all I know!”

“Leverage for what?” I ask sharply, narrowing my eyes at him. My gut twists uncomfortably. The thought of our mates being targeted because of us makes anger flare hot beneath my skin.

“I don’t fucking know,” he snarls, though his voice cracks with nerves. “They don’t tell us shit. We were just supposed to hold you somewhere else—move you tomorrow morning. After that, someone else was taking over.”

“Who?” Fallon demands, pressing harder with the knife, clearly losing patience. “Who hired you?”

He shakes his head frantically. “They never gave us names. Just paid in cash—no questions. All I know is the guy we dealt with is dangerous—he said if we fucked up, we wouldn’t get a second chance.”

I exchange a look with Fallon, a sense of unease settling in my gut. This isn’t just random—it’s coordinated, calculated.Someone wants to hurt our packs. Someone powerful enough that even hired guns like this are terrified to cross them.

“Where were you supposed to move us?” Fallon asks quietly, her eyes cold and sharp.

“I don’t—” He hesitates, clearly torn, then finally relents, voice breaking. “A warehouse on the outskirts, near the old docks. The meeting was supposed to happen there tomorrow night. That’s all I fucking know, I swear.”

Fallon studies him coldly before finally pulling her knife back, leaving him slumped in relief. She steps back beside me, her voice barely above a whisper. “We need to warn the guys.”

I nod tightly. “Fast.”

Because whoever orchestrated this isn’t finished—and it feels like things are about to get a whole lot worse.

“Fox did say their previous employer was pretty pissed they helped your pack during the rescue,” I murmur thoughtfully, glancing at Fallon as we both try to piece together who could be behind this. The whole situation feels too organized, too deliberate.

“Wait—” The man suddenly jerks upright in his chair, eyes going wide as his terrified gaze snaps to me. “You’re Fox’s mate?”

I slowly turn my head toward him, eyebrows raised in irritation. “Rude to interrupt, but yes, I’m Fox’s mate.”

“Shit.” He goes pale, color draining rapidly from his face. His voice shakes with barely controlled panic as he flicks a frantic glance between Fallon and me. “Fox’s pack is involved in this? Those guys are fucking lethal. Nobody told us—Fuck! I’m guessing there’s no chance of mercy?”

Chapter Nine

Violet

May 26th

1:12 P.M

A slow smile curves across my lips, soft and almost sympathetic—though there’s not a shred of sincerity in it. “Even claiming ignorance won’t save you, sweetheart. You willingly kidnapped two omegas. You know damn well no pack is going to let that slide.”

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