Page 146 of Knot Without My Permission
“Jasper? He’s literally the nicest to omegas,” Bentley yells.
“Not to me,” I sigh. “Go back to school, kid. I’m perfectly fine sitting right here while they hold church.”
“I almost didn’t believe it when Storm told me you were scent matched, but you’re very at home here, Marie.”
“Well, Lore almost died and I didn’t have much of a choice,” I shoot back at him. “I also didn’t see you at the funeral.”
“I wasn’t allowed to go,” he says. “I didn’t want to stress you out if you saw me. Clearly, I was right.”
“Marie is the Prez’s old lady,” Burner says, crossing his arms over his chest. “I also like her more than a shit stain who is here to make our lives easier. The last prospect we had left big fucking shoes to fill. Get the fuck out and stand at the gate.”
“Yes, sir,” Bentley says, turning around and jogging out like his hair is on fire.
“Ugh,” I groan.
“You’re going to be such a good mom,” Burner smirks. “For the record, he was being a cunt. I’ll get you some water.”
“Do you need a snack?” Wilder asks, heading into the kitchen.
I know they’re trying to make it so I won’t have to get up, and I really appreciate that. Placing the gun on the side table next to me, I blow out a breath, feeling my blood pressure trying to come down.
“I didn’t think that through,” Storm says. “I keep forgetting everyone fucking knows everyone in this giant city. I once told Bentley it’s incestuous.”
I snort at the thought, thanking Wilder and Burner for the snack and water respectively.
“At least he can shoot worth a damn,” I grumble. “Jasper raised the kid. Even though he’s smart as hell, it’s not a surprise that he’s an adrenaline junkie.”
“Careful throwing around those big words,” Vik says, making me laugh.
“Alright, Marie is all set, let’s have church,” Lore says, wrangling everyone into a room down the hall.
I get bored quickly, especially when my snack is gone and I have to pee. I manage to get up and use the bathroom without too much of an issue, but I notice someone at the gate talking to Bentley. My curiosity gets the better of me, and I return my weapon to my thigh holster, making sure it’s comfortable.
Biting my lip, I gaze at the door as if it’ll bite me, probably because it will.
“Marie,” Lore says, poking his head from the meeting room. “What’s outside, Princess?”
“Something I need to see,” I rasp. “I know I’m interrupting whatever your meeting…”
“Fuck the meeting!” Burner yells. “Field trip outside it is.”
My body sags with relief as Lore nods.
“You might sweat your balls off, but let’s take this outside for now,” he says, crossing the room to stand at my side.
Feeling better now that I won’t be frying my neural passages with bond sickness, I walk out the screen door with Lore. I’m blasted with hot air, an unfortunate situation after the coolness inside.
My trip alone up to the gate takes longer than I’d like to admit, and there’s no one there by the time I get there.
“Who was here?” I ask.
“Some girl who said her brother was here,” Bentley says with a shrug.
“Who’s her brother?” I ask in exasperation as he leans against the fence.
“I don’t know, Marie,” he says. “She’s just some girl looking to become a sweet butt.”
“This club doesn’t have those!” I growl. Bentley gives me a smarmy look that tells me I’m being too innocent and I pull out my baton. “I know everything I need to know about those men, Bentley River. Go find that girl!”
