Page 110 of Rogue & Her Hunters
When I lean down, my hair brushes across Joker’s face. “One chance. The truth now. Why have you captured Bird and me?”
Joker’s honey scent becomes more cloying.
Joker’s lips tighten, and I see the first genuine expression that I think I’ve seen on him. “Because we’re on a mission to save someone who is important to me. And we need you to fulfil that. We didn’t know if you —Switch— would live up to your reputation as a mob assassin. But you were different. I’m serious now, when we know that we can trust a mafia princess and her Omega, then we’ll tell you.”
“Not good enough.”
Joker’s Alpha is out, being patched up from the shooting.
This is the perfect time for Bird and me to escape. It’s certainly the best time to steal Joker’s weapons and make our own stand if we want to against any other bounty hunters.
Unexpectedly, Joker bucks against me with a strength that I’m not expecting. “Let me fucking go.”
I sway to the side, snatching Joker’s hair to steady myself; he hisses in pain. “What? You don’t like being the prisoner for real?”
He struggles.
I raise my fist to slam it into Joker’s face in retaliation, but Bird grabs hold of my arm.
“Don’t.” Why does Bird sound so panicked?
“What?” I demand. “Jokes’ answers aren’t good enough. This is our best chance to escape.”
“He’s going into heat,” Bird blurts.
I burst out laughing. “Bullshit. He’s a Beta.”
Bird grabs my hand, which is holding onto Joker’s hair. “Let go, please.”
Surprised, I allow Bird to pull my hand away from the Beta’s hair.
Bird grabs the forest green blanket and holds it up to Joker’s face. I am stunned when Joker pushes into it. His hair is damp with sweat, and his eyelashes flutter.
But then, I remember that it’s the soft blanket, which Joker said was his favorite.
When Bird starts to gently hum and card through Joker’s long hair, Joker whimpers.
What. The. Fuck?
“Are you disguised as a Beta?” I ask, flatly. “Using suppressants? A fake scent?”
This can’t be happening.
I’m shaking.
Joker doesn’t reply, pushing into Bird’s hand.
“I grew up amongst Omegas,” Bird says, “as well as living closely with all the Hotel Omegas. If there is one thing I know, then it’s the signs of a heat coming on.”
Suddenly, I feel a warmth spreading between my legs where I am straddling Joker’s thighs. When I glance down, I realize that it is slick soaking through his jeans.
When I raise my head to meet his gaze, Joker’s cheeks redden.
“I guess the secret is out.” Joker’s voice is shame thickened. “I truly am at your mercy. Why do you think I’m such a good seducer? I’m a Beta and Omega Rogue switch. And you’ve triggered my heat. What are you going to do now?”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Hunter Cabin, Blue Valley Woods
