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We need a permanent solution.

I don’t waste time, going straight to my brothers’ Cages. They are weak, battered, and starving. Their eyes have bags their skin can hardly hold. For the first time in so long, they look broken to me.

My words will hit them like bullets.

I order the words in my mind, sending them to my tongue. Before any sort of lingering fury makes me shift to something worse.

My boots are heavy on the ground, and my Pack stands at my back like an army. Silent. Letting me decide the fates of the two people of my own blood (plus one).

“You have twelve hours to leave town,” I say. They try to speak. I speak over them. “If I catch you, I’ll kill you.”

I turn away, nodding towards the Cage with their President in it. “Applies to you too, buddy.”

The promise is simple. If they have to be put down like rabid dogs, then that's just what I have to do.

When I say I’d do anything for Esper, my Pack, I mean that shit.

The guys follow me back out and Neven places a hand on my shoulder, scrunching his brows. “That’s it?”

“If they were smart, that’d be it.”

“Are they? Smart?” Asher asks, and I shrug. My brothers aren't the brightest bulbs in the pack, but they aren't complete duds either.

Pulling out a cig, I light it and deeply inhale. “I hope so.”

“So we’d kill them?” Reed asks, his eyes filled with worry as he stares at me.

A slow, harsh stream of smoke betrays my exhale. I think over my words, for the millionth time since the night my omega nearly slipped through my fingers. Since she stood, so brave even through her fear, with a gun and drew blood.

A sight I never want to see again. A lash of fear I never want to feel coming from her again.

Midnight Wolves was built on handling business. Whether that's the people who attacked Ace’s mother, or the people now who threaten our omegas. We handle what we have to, to keep the ones we love safe.

“If I have to.”

CHAPTER 46

NEVEN

I sit outside Fleur at five o’clock on the dot, my bike rumbling between my legs as I wait for my omega to come out. Over the last few weeks, we’ve taken it in turns to drive her to and from her internship, and today I got the privilege.

Esper struts out with her head held high, and my alpha puffs his chest in pride. A few others file out of the office, locking up, and I can appreciate a company who believes in clocking out on time. Esper is dressed in her usual heels, this time in dress pants and a tight little top. Her black bag hangs off her arms and her hair is up in a clip.

“Hey, Omega,” I say as her bright brown eyes meet mine. She lays a careful hand on my thigh, reaching up to kiss my lips. “How was your day?”

“Mainly getting coffee and samples, but so damn exciting." She slides off her little heels, packing them in the backpack from Reed, and puts on her boots.

I nod, helping her with her helmet, then holding her hand as she now expertly gets on the back of my bike, her hands instantly wrapping around my torso.

“Where to?” I ask and she snuggles her helmet against my back.

“Home!”

“Coming right up.”

I take the long way back. Letting the wind and the motor fill our ears as the sun falls over the horizon. Late September means the night is coming earlier now. The sun turns an orange purplish hue in the sky as the trees, now more orange and yellow than green, line the main streets of White Pine Crest.

If you’d told me a year ago I would still be with the Midnight Wolves, doing odd jobs and going to school, I would have groaned in disappointment. I thank my lucky fucking stars I stayed. That I'm still with my MC.