Page 13 of Bonded By Christmas
Only, that didn’t work for me.
Maybe this will encourage the two of them to get their heads out of their asses and finally make a move.
Or maybe they’ll try to kill me.
Oh, well.
Chapter Six
Wilder
Fury courses through my system at a level that’s disturbing. Callum knew he wasn’t supposed to engage with Lacey, but he’s always been unpredictable. He’s really fucking good at his job and terrible at taking orders. It makes it dangerous to trust him whenhowa job is completed matters just as much as the desired outcome.
I’m sure he kept her safe, but his instructions were to do so without her ever knowing he was watching.
Callum locks Lacey’s front door, and I sigh, leading the way to the waiting car.
The unpredictable alpha was supposed to meet us at the ring following Grim’s fight. When he didn’t show, it began to tickle at my instincts.
I had a bad feeling, and while patching up my number two, Grim stated he was also concerned. That was enough to force us into action, but for several hours, we simply watched and waited.
The tracker on his phone is highly accurate, though not to the point it could signal his location within the building Lacey lives in.
Callum rarely sleeps at the apartment I rented to make it easier to surveil my stepsister, but he does on occasion.
I gaslit myself into believing he simply fell asleep on the couch out of boredom. Thinking back on it, that doesn’t make sense for multiple reasons.
First, he should never sleep while on duty. It’s become Callum’s responsibility to guard Lacey while Grim and I are at the fight rings. Falling asleep on the job would not only be out of character for him. It would also be a reprimand-worthy offense.
Secondly, his hyper ass almost never sleeps.
We make it out to the car, and I shove Grim toward the back door. He huffs but climbs in first, taking the seat facing away from the front of the car. Once he’s settled, I spin around, grabbing Callum and pushing him toward the still-open door.
“Get in, asshole,” I growl.
My teeth grind together, and I adjust the collar on my button-down before following him into the vehicle.
The door closes behind me, and I turn to Callum, preparing to interrogate him. I need to determine how fully he went against my orders, and if the situation is even salvageable at this point.
“Did you fuck her?” Grim growls the question, jabbing a meaty finger at Callum.
Tact of a wrecking ball, that one.
I swear, he used to be more nuanced before the decay set in. Then again, before I sent him to have sessions with Lacey, he never would have cared enough about anything to ask the single sentence.
“If I did?” Callum asks, grinning ferally.
Sighing, I shove out of my seat, connecting with Grim’s chest with both palms.
“He’s purposely baiting you.” I fall back against the leather as the vehicle finally takes off. Nice of them to notice we’re here. Goddamn, I’m tired. “You’d better not be that stupid.” My hand flies out, thumping Callum in the gut.
Grim would rip him apart, and I don’t have any delusions that I’d be able to stop him.
Callum releases a satisfyingoomphand slaps my hand away. “I don’t know why anything I do with Lacey isyourbusiness. The two of you are more than capable of making a move if you’re interested. I don’t police your time with her. Don’t try that shit when it’smytime.”
“I’m going to murder you with my bare hands,” Grim growls as his eyes narrow.
“Bring it on.” Callum chuckles. “You might have brute strength, but we both know who’s more efficient.”
