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I swallow as she approaches, not liking the evil glint in her gaze one bit.
CHAPTERFOUR
KIKI
The cops never gave me my phone back, so I’m surprised to find my dad waiting for me when Camila kicks me out of her office. His arms are crossed over his chest, gaze trained on me as I shuffle over. The deep lines creasing his forehead warn me that I’m about to get my ass ripped into.
Don’t let him see you sweat, Kiks.Jag’s voice fills my head, reminding me who I am. My stomach flips at the thought of him and the guys. My heart flutters, foolishly still excited and hopeful. I need my phone. I need to text them. Better yet, I need to see them.
Straightening my shoulders, I stop in front of Kiren and tip my head back to meet his gaze. “She’s a cunt.” I hold up my wrist and show him the fresh wound from where Camila implanted the tracker with her little gun. It’s a nifty device, and there’s not much of a mark, but my skin is pink from the sharp tip and a bit of blood is pebbling at the surface. “I think she likes me.”
Dad fights a smile, trying to stay mad. “Dammit, Kiki. I can’t be a tough father when you say shit like that.”
I sigh. “Fine. Go ahead. Tell me how stupid I am.”
“You’re not stupid, babe. Reckless, sure. Stupid? Never.” He studies my face, the lines of anger returning. “Why’d you take his bike?”
Glancing away, I lift a shoulder. “Sounded like fun.”
“So it was your idea?”
I stiffen. Does he know about the guys? If he did, he’d be a hell of a lot madder than he is right now. No, he probably thinks some prospect put me up to it.
“Yeah, it was my idea.”
“Why Axel’s?” Dad steps closer. “I found his shirt in my trash can next to yours. I went into your room. It smelled like him.”
He doesn’t ask, but he knows he doesn’t have to. The question hangs heavy in the air.Did he hurt you?
“It’s not like that. He fucked some groupie in my bed, and I walked in on it. I was mad about it so I stole his bike.”
“You swear that’s all that happened? If it was something else”—he shakes his head—“you need to tell me if Axel did something. I can protect you. What happened?”
His question surprises me, but he knows better than anyone how the world works. Alphas lose their shit over omegas. Axel is an alpha. While my first heat is still years away, my scent is still enough to tempt Axel. Axel killed his own pack once upon a time.
If I tell my dad the truth, he’ll try to kill Axel. While I know my dad is a badass, I’m worried what will happen if he goes head to head with the Prez. Axel is unhinged. Axel won’t think twice about killing my father.
I can’t let that happen.
I love him too much to put him in danger like that. I’ve already lost my mom, and I don’t know what I’d do without him.
“I told you,” I finally say, meeting his gaze and willing him to believe it. “He fucked a groupie. I don’t know why his shirt was in a trash can, but I didn’t stick around to watch the show.”
Dad doesn’t respond. I don’t look away. That would be a sure sign that I’m lying. I wait him out, staring into eyes that are as blue as my own.
“Maybe you should go to the omega housing, make some friends.”
Sucking in a sharp breath, I try to keep my voice calm. “I tell you everything is fine and you want to ship me off? Are you tired of playing dad?” That’s not a fair question, but why would he even consider that? The only place I’m safe is with him.
“You know that’s not it.” He shakes his head. “I want to protect you.”
“You can protect me by letting me stay. I don’t want to go to the omega housing, Dad. I want to stay with you.” I grab his arm and squeeze. “Please, don’t send me away. Don’t leave me.”
Eventually he nods, and I drop my hold on his arm. “You know I’d never leave you. You’re my baby girl. My life would be pointless without you.” He looks around. “Let’s go home.” He turns and grabs the spare helmet off the bike, handing it to me.
“You’re not going to ground me?” I slip the helmet on and wait for him to get on the bike so I can climb on behind him.
“Axel told me not to. Said you already had enough punishment with getting arrested.”
