Page 29 of Knot My MC
“Go on.” Camila crosses her arms in front of her chest and squints at Axel, and even though he’s the alpha in the room, somehow she gets to him.
Axel moves his weight from one foot to the other, nervously casting his eyes in my direction. “Her dad died.”
“He wants to make me his omega even though he knows that’s not how it works,” I say, beating him to the punch. “He tried to force me into my heat.”
Camila’s lips pucker.
“She kneed me in the nuts. She’s not suited for those alphas tonight, and you know it.” Axel runs a finger over his patch. “She was born into Wrecker MC and that’s where she belongs.”
“I’ll find a way to kill him,” I say candidly, shrugging. “If you send me with him, he’ll be dead within the week.”
“You’re a cunt,” Axel spits.
“And you’re a coward.” I finally look at him, letting him see the truth of my words. “You were threatened by those other alphas and you killed them. Everyone knows it. Axel doesn’t allow alphas to join Wrecker MC because he’s afraid.” I laugh, the sound void of humor. I’ve hit the nail on the head. “You’re scared.”
Of being overthrown? I don’t know anyone in the club that wants to be Prez, but with my dad gone and Axel on this obnoxious crusade, someone might come out of the woodwork. He’s volatile and that’s not a good trait for an alpha or a Prez.
“Shut up.” The command seals my lips shut, and I seethe, body vibrating with rage that’s been building every time he holds his power over my head.
“Please,” Camila says, holding up her hand. “This is all so much. Why don’t we sit.” She gestures to the chairs in front of her desk.
Axel and I both eye them. I’m not fucking sitting next to him, and he’s too proud to sit at her bidding.
With a heavy sigh, Camila shifts the papers on her desks. “Suit yourself. I understand you want— what’s your name dear?”
“Kiki,” Axel speaks for me since I’m still not allowed to.
“Right. You want to ask for Kiki to be your omega.”
“Yeah.” Axel huffs. “She’s out of control.”
Camila looks me over. “She’s been in trouble.”
“Exactly. You can’t match her with a pack.” Axel’s face shines with triumph.
“But, I can’t break protocol. There’s a system for a reason”—she holds up both hands to stop Axel before he can yell—“I know what you want, but it simply isn’t that easy.” She drums her fingers on the desk. “There is another option though.”
Not the auctions. Please not the auctions. My chest tightens, and my breath stutters. If she sends me there, he could still get me. He’d have to beat the highest bidder, but Wrecker MC has a healthy savings account.
“What’s that?” Axel hasn’t connected the dots yet.
My lips won’t move. I can’t beg her not to do it. She glances at me and I frantically shake my head. She gives me a look that sayswhat else am I supposed to do with you?A whine lodges in my throat, filling the room with a soft keening sound. Axel sends a warning look in my direction.
“The auctions.”
Axel doesn’t speak for a second. “Why would I bid on her when I already have her? No, she’s coming with me.”
Camila releases the most condescending laugh I’ve ever heard. She’s ballsy for an omega, but then again, she’s dealt with far more influential alphas than Axel. “You can try, but the guards are already outside of my door and Cornelius would be very disappointed to learn you’ve disregarded my offering.”
Cornelius is the head of the Royal Council and the most powerful alpha in our society. He controls everything. Axel pales, realizing the severity of the situation. He may be a badass criminal, but he can’t compete with someone that has the sort of money and power that Cornelius has.
“Fine. When does it start?” Axel side-eyes me. “She’s going to need a firm hand.”
“If you leave your contact information, I’ll send you the details. As for Kiki, I’m certain whichever pack wins the bidding will ensure that she behaves.” Camila smiles at me while Axel scribbles his number on a piece of paper. “I’ll need to speak with her.”
“You can talk,” Axel grunts. “Don’t try running.”
“I hope you crash and die,” I say with a saccharine smile.
