Page 41 of Alpha Dragon’s Mating Contract (Babies For Broken Dads #3)

“Did you total it up?” Walren asked, half-curious, half-anxious.

“Of course I did. He’s really not worth much at all,” Raptor said sagely.

“How do you even know what the parts are worth?” Walren blurted.

“When you’ve been around on Earth long enough, you start to know people. Ace and I discussed it. We could ship his parts out within a few—”

“Son of a—” Larei hurled another energy blast at them.

“Beauty! My dad is a beauty,” Raptor said, dodging again. His knot tugged against Walren’s rim.

They almost didn’t clear the next blast. It singed the hairs on Walren’s arm, and Raptor hissed.

“Yeah, I’m done playing,” Raptor said flatly.

He charged toward Larei, only for Larei to whip his hands up for a head-on explosion.

They weren’t going to dodge it in time.

Walren’s heart stopped. “Rap!”

Raptor held on tight to Walren and spun on his heels, narrowly avoiding the blast. The smell of burnt hair stung Walren’s nose.

Before he could see if Raptor was severely hurt, Raptor closed the distance between them and Larei.

“You hurt Walren,” Raptor snarled, each footstep jolting his knot. “You gave him permanent injuries and nightmares, and you left him to die.”

Larei didn’t even look repentant. “So?”

Raptor roared. While Larei was gathering the next blast in his hands, Raptor spat a plume of fire at him. Orange flames enveloped the man, turning bright white, then the hottest blue.

Larei’s scream cut off. He spasmed and fell to the ground, his skin charred beyond recognition.

Walren stared, hardly breathing. “Is he...?”

“He’s dead,” Raptor said flatly. “His heart stopped beating. I could get our defibrillator but... nah. I think that might be his brain leaking out of his ears.”

Larei, dead. Walren stared in shock, trying to wrap his mind around this. The person who had given him nightmares for years... He was gone. He could no longer hunt down Walren to torture him again.

It felt like a boulder had rolled off his chest.

“Ah, crap,” Raptor muttered.

“What?” Walren came to his senses, jerking his head around. “Did he hurt you?”

“Nothing I won’t recover from.” Raptor made a face. “I forgot that I was going to sell his parts for profit. Damn it!”

It was such a small detail that a giggle bubbled through Walren’s chest.

Raptor pouted. “Why are you laughing at me?”

“You... You burned him to a crisp and all you care about is whether his parts are sellable!”

“Well, yeah. Someone could have benefited from his corneas. It would be the only good he’s ever done in his life.”

“Um... His liver and kidneys might still be okay?” Walren said. “And his bone marrow?”

“Oh! That’s right. Actually, there’s more that can be harvested.

Heart valves, tendons, bones, cartilage, and so on.

It’s a surprisingly long list. Maybe he’ll still have some salvageable parts.

” Raptor pulled out his phone and made a call.

“Womb-mate! Remember the parts distribution we were talking about? Do you have anyone who can come pick stuff up?”

Walren left them to the logistics, leaning back against Raptor’s strong chest.

Raptor ended the call and dialed someone else. “Heyyy, big bro.”

“Rap? What did you do? ” Blade’s voice came from the other end of the line. Blade was one of Raptor’s older brothers, and he had shown up at Nood’s Good a few times with his mate and family. His mate, Joey, had stolen a baby from some kidnappers not too long ago.

“Some cleaning up. I may or may not have a body.”

Blade sighed loudly. “Really?”

“Hey! It’s a win-win-win! It’s someone from Walren’s past that had to go. His parts will be sold to people who need them. And I get compensated for the damage he did to my properties.”

Surprisingly, Blade’s sigh turned into a contemplative sound.

“I knew he could be convinced,” Raptor whispered to Walren.

“I hope you have a good reason why he’s dead,” Blade said.

“Self-defense. Although he brought along some goons and they may or may not be dead. Hmm. I could sell their parts too.”

“Don’t kill the ones who are still alive,” Blade said. “Guess I’ll see you in a bit.”

“I was gonna go home to celebrate!”

“You can celebrate after. Sit your scaly ass down for a minute.”

Blade cut the line.

“I love my brother, but he’s such a pain in the butt sometimes,” Raptor grumbled.

“You called him because he’s the cop who will give you the least trouble over this,” Walren pointed out.

Raptor made a rude sound. His knot was going down, though, which was a good thing. Walren didn’t like being knotted in such a public place.

“I think we’ve had enough sex for one night,” he said.

“I agree,” Raptor replied. “That was... not something I had ever done before.”

“Really?”

“I was cursed only a few years ago. There haven’t been many fights since, and there are even fewer people who would hop on my knot at a moment’s notice.” The alpha nuzzled Walren’s hair. “Much less wield a cleaver to protect me. Fuck, sweetheart.”

“I didn’t want you to get hurt,” Walren mumbled.

Raptor hugged Walren and pressed kisses wherever he could reach.

After a while, Raptor slid out of Walren in a rush of friction. Walren whimpered; he never liked the sudden emptiness inside him.

Raptor tidied up their clothes. Then he slipped his fingers between Walren’s cheeks, pushing his leaking cum back into Walren’s hole.

“There we go,” he murmured, kissing Walren’s temple. “Back where it belongs.”

Walren blushed. “No one will believe we fought off the bad guys while we were knotted.”

“What can I say? Reality is stranger than fiction.”

Walren was about to settle in for a nap when Raptor perked up.

“I know! Why don’t we look for my missing present?”

“I still don’t know where it is,” Walren groaned.

“We’ll find it,” Raptor said confidently. “It will show up with the power of love!”

Walren ducked his head. Suddenly, he was too shy to come clean about what he felt for his alpha.

He would tell Raptor. Just... not right now.