Page 95 of Psycho Alphas: Part Two

“Yes.” His gaze flicked to the shower, then back to me as he settled against the pillows, lifting his arm instinctively. I burrowed into it at once, tugging on the blankets to cover us. I leaned into his chest, huffing the scent of ink and antique wood, letting it calm my nerves a little.

“So, uh… we’re gonna see…” I swallowed, something catching in my throat.“Her.”

Bella.

Fucking bitch.

Any other time, it would be enough to be Ace’s for the world to see, to know he had a plan.

But looking up into Knox’s caramel eyes, things didn’t fit like they should. He was so beautiful, with rich skin, a sweep of sandy blond hair. More captivating, too, after hearing what the Misfits had said about him.

The puzzle of my life had more pieces now.

More things to figure out.

More things to care about.

And Knox had chosen me, so he had to be mine. That choice—it was one of the most precious things I’d ever been given. But it could still be taken away, and I didn’t know if Ace’s plans had room for Knox.

I had to make sure they did.

Knox brushed my cheek with his knuckle and I looked up at him again. “You’re going to ruin her, Doll. They’re going to make you a queen—and inherterritory.”

My pulse sped as I got lost in his eyes. “You think… uh…” I fumbled through Bunny’s pouch and closed my fist around the metal flip knife. “Could I… I give you a mark?” The words came out more of a whine than I intended.

Sometimes I felt like I might throw up, thinking about another Omega in a bond with him.

ThatOmega.

For a second, I could feel the unwanted hands of her Alpha pinning me down. Agony ripped through my body from the injection he’d given me, but that wasn’t what I was focused on.

I was supposed to behisand he was supposed to bemine.

“You can do anything you want to rub it in her face, Doll.” Knox’s words ripped me back to the present.

Fuck yes, Bunny.

I was so engrossed in working on the little heart I was carving into his chest, that I didn’t notice the sounds of the shower vanish.

The creak of the door made me jump, and I glanced up to see Rogue assessing us both, hand frozen halfway through towelling off his hair, topless and in sweats.

Would he leave?

I wanted them both, but they were so stubborn.

Finally, after a strange silence, Rogue crossed the room to the other side of the bed and began arranging the pillows. Knox was stiff, but he didn’t argue.

“I let our security know where we’re going tomorrow. They’ll wait outside for us since Bella won’t let security in, but I don’t trust Ace’s men alone,” Rogue grunted. “I told him if they want to guard this place, they stay off the grounds.”

I watched Knox’s gaze flick to him as if trying to decipher his mood. Roguewasn’tbringing up the muzzle, which was like… as good as any peace offering. I’d felt a childlike humour down the bond when Ace had brought it up and he was as bad at straightening his expressions as I was.

Finally, Knox grunted, returning his gaze back to me.

Okay.

Good!

You see that Bunny? Just like a real pack!