Page 83 of Trust No Alpha
Trigg stood, face darkened, eyes gleaming. He did not move.
Father ignored his disobedience but I knew Trigg would pay for this later.
All I could see now was red. I heard myself rage, my voice a scratchy cry howling my pain. I had no more words, just sounds that fell from my mouth and broke through the air.
Nothing could stop my pain and my screaming. Nothing ever would.
Until I heard a different sort of roar, churning, revving, mechanical.
For a moment, I didn’t know what to make of it, but it broke my cycle of fury and I looked up, vision clearing, and saw Thorne’s truck speeding up the driveway.
The black four by four screeched to a stop and everything seemed to still as I heard the driver’s door open.
Thorne got out, anger marring his beautiful features. If I didn’t know him, I’d have been afraid. But now I only started laughing, loud and clear like a maniac.
“What’s going on here?” he demanded, shouting toward Father.
“You, Alpha, are not welcome here,” Father yelled back.
Thorne held up his hand. In it was some sort of folder. “I have papers. Legal papers for my legal claim on this Omega.” He strode toward me and said to the men on either side of me. “Let go of him at once!”
They actually shrank back.
Father came down the path. “Those papers will never stand over time. You need to bond an Omega for them to be binding. And legally, you only have a year to do so! You’ll never manage it no matter how much you try. He’s not fully Omega!”
“I intend to bond him. He’s mine!” Thorne roared.
Father let out a sharp, single laugh. “It can’t happen.”
“But he can take me from you now.” I spoke sharp, though my throat still ached from my rage.
“You cannot stop me,” Thorne said. “I have the police on speed-dial if you’d like to talk with them about my own Alpha rights!” He shoved aside the Alphas who’d been holding me, and put his arm around me.
I had to be dreaming.
My heart started to beat again. My lungs filled with air.
This was Thorne. Staking his claim.
“What took you so long?” I asked in a raspy whisper.
“How was I to know the registration for a marriage and bondmate claim took so long? This one was put on rush,” he whispered back.
“Oh.” I was grinning now. I should never have doubted. Thorne had been working to get me back from the moment Father’s men had taken me.
I turned and put my arms around him, squeezing him in a tight hug. I thought I heard Father trying to argue. I leaned my head against Thorne’s shoulder and closed my eyes.
When I stepped back, I saw the van pulling away. Father’s men were gone.
Father stood on the pathway. Trigg still lingered at the open front door.
“Unless you show valid bondmate cards before a year is up, I will be forced to take him,” Father said. “You’ll never do it. You’ll never mate-bond Kris. He’s a freak. Neither fully Alpha nor Omega. Mark my words! He’ll be mine once again and there will be nothing you can do about it!”
Father turned and walked back inside the house. He shoved Trigg aside, then disappeared into the mansion’s interior shadows. Reilly shut the door with Trigg inside. I hoped it wasn’t the last time I’d ever see my brother.
I turned to Thorne. “I would have introduced you to Father sooner, but apparently he needs no introduction.”
Thorne grabbed me again and hugged me. “Kris,” he said. “Fuck!”
