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Is it guilt? Frustration? Desperation?

I couldn’t even identify it, but I hated it and I wanted it gone. There were far too many triggers happening at once, and the desire to just give in was becoming stronger by the second.

I closed my eyes and pulled out my phone with a shaking hand, using my last ounce of willpower to make a decision that would help me maintain my sobriety.

“Hey, handsome. You okay?” Bennett asked.

“I need you, Bennett,” I said, eyes welling with tears.

“Okay, what’s going on?”

“I need you to come get me.” I wiped away the tears on my cheeks with the back of my hand.

“I’m on my way. Where are you? Are you safe right now?”

I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Not really. I’m in the alley behind Victor’s.”

I heard a quick exchange between Bennett and Clara, unable to make out their words before the sound of a car starting. “Which direction takes you farthest away from the drugs, baby?”

I looked down the alley. “There’s a coffee shop on Main Street. That’s not far.”

“Good, walk there,” Bennett said. “I’m going to stay on the phone with you.

“Okay,” I said, forcing my feet to move. I took a few shaky steps in the direction of the coffee shop.

“Are you headed there now?”

“Yes,” I said, voice tight as I looked back toward the auto shop “But Bennett, please hurry.”

“I’m coming for you, Felix. I promise, I’ll always come for you.”

Chapter Nineteen

Bennett

June

“Benny?”

I blinked my eyes open at the sound of my sister’s voice and groaned as I lifted my head off the chest of a man whose scent I didn’t recognize. I looked up, catching the eyes of the security guard who’d apparently become my source of comfort for the afternoon.

Poor Sam. Didn’t I call him an asshole earlier? Hopefully that was just in my head.

Oakley and Reid stood in front of us with grim expressions.

“I’ll leave you with your family,” Sam said, patting my back as he stood.

“Thank you.” My voice was thick and I cleared my throat. “Sorry about your uniform.”

He scoffed, looking down at the stain of tears and snot on his beige shirt. “Not the first alpha to cry on my chest. Probably won’t be the last. You’re all big and tough until your omega is hurt, and then it’s only a matter of time before the breakdown happens.”

“Really, thank you, Sam.” I gave him a small wave goodbye as I sat up and wiped my eyes. Oakley and Reid sat down across from me.

“What the hell happened, man?” Reid asked, leaning forward, his eyes roaming over me. “You look like shit, and I’ve never seen you look like shit before.”

“I don’t know whether to take that as a complement or an insult,” I said.

Reid smiled smugly at me. “All I’m saying is that we should have hooked up years ago.”