Page 66 of Knot a Tie
“He fought like the prime alpha he is supposed to be. He would have died if it meant getting me to safety. He nearly did. His pack brothers will corroborate all of the details.”
Daddy nods. “I’m still concerned about his past, but I know James and Spencer are remarkable, stand-up alphas. It is why I contacted them about you in the first place. They were my first choice for your pack. Have been for a while. I was waiting for you to give me the go ahead.”
“Cameron and William are pretty remarkable as well,” I say with a smile.
“I will make it a priority to get to know them better. All of them.”
“Thank you,” I say again. I cross over to pick up my bag. “Where do you want to do this?”
“Back in the interrogation room. I’ll call Jason back.” His world-weary sigh makes me smile and I follow him out, giving my alphas two thumbs up and an excited smile behind his back.
My alphas.I like the way that sounds.
They chuckle and follow us to the small, stuffy interrogation room.
I sit down, while they surround me, not leaving my side for a second.
ChapterThirty-Five
Rayne
Staring at Jason across the table as he makes his little notes, I give him everything I can think of starting from seeing the Audi, to swerving off the road, my torn tyre, the wait for the RAC and then Tree-man approaching me.
“Tree-man?” Jason inquires, scrunching up his nerdy face.
“I don’t know his name,” I point out. “He was built like a tree and smelt like cedarwood, hence Tree-man.”
“What did he look like, his features?”
“He has a face like a box of frogs,” I state.
“Uhm, what?” Jason asks as Cameron laughs so loudly, my dad gives him a fierce look that threatens to kick his arse if he doesn’t shut it.
“A box of frogs,” I enunciate clearly. “You know, fugly.”
“Fugly…” he murmurs. “Anything specific?”
“A broken nose, I think? It was a bit skew-whiff. Seriously, he looked like a bag of spanners.”
“Jesus!” Cameron howls. “You are slaying me! Do you talk about us that way?”
I give him a sassy smile and shake my head. “Nah, none of you have faces like boxes of frogs. Pretty spring baskets of easter chocolate, maybe.”
“Eggs, you mean?” He shoots a wicked smile at me.
“Fuck off with that,” Spencer growls, earning a throat-clearing from my dad.
“Ray-ray. You need to be more specific. Hair colour, how tall, scents, eye colour even, Anything you can give us will help us identify the right people connected to your abduction.”
“I’m trying! Box of frogs is accurate.”
After Cameron finally quietens down, Jason fixes me with a piercing stare. “And you say Mick Savoy was in the car with you. Did you know who he was at the time?”
“No, I gave him the name Burnt-toast because that’s what he smelled like to me. I only found out his name later. Richard said it. Oh, wait. Bryan. One of them was also called Bryan. Don’t know who. Tree-man or driver-guy. I didn’t see him. Or smell him. He probably had a face like a bag of spanners as well.”
More snickering from my alphas.
“So this Tree-man took your phone, but allowed you to ring your parents?”
