Page 237 of Psycho Pack

And I fucking hate it.

"You sick fuck," I spit, wishing I could reach him. If he just creeps a little closer, he might be within arm's reach. Might be able to grab his wrist. "When I get my hands on you?—"

"You'll what?" Valek interrupts. "Tear me apart? Rip me to shreds? I've heard it all before, Thane. Your threats are gettingrather... repetitive. And you've always been uptight. That isn't anything new, either."

I open my mouth to retort, but Ivy beats me to it.

"You have ten minutes," she says, her voice eerily calm.

Valek's eyebrows shoot up. "Ten minutes for what, little omega?"

"To get a head start," she replies. "Because when their knots go down, I'm sending them after you."

Fucking finally.

Valek's smirk falters for just a moment before sliding back into place. "Is that so?" he drawls, but I can see the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "And what makes you think I won't simply disappear? You know how good I am at that."

"Because you won't," Ivy says with chilling certainty. "Because I'd still be here, with this pack, and your alpha instincts won't let you leave me. And as much as you hate being a slave to your instincts, of all the Ghosts, you're the one who runs on instinct the most."

I stare at her as her words send a confusing jolt of heat straight to my cock, and she squirms a little as my knot pulses inside her.

It's the cold fury in her voice.

This is why she's perfect for us.

Why she's our match in every way.

She may be an omega, but she's just as fierce, just as dangerous as any alpha. And if she wants to set us on Valek like the attack dogs we are, I'll enjoy every minute of the chase. The chase that will finally end in me beating the living shit out of him until he's nothing more than a stain on the floor.

Or it'll end with my hands wrapped around his neck.

He might like that less.

Valek's eyes widen slightly, a flicker of genuine concern crossing his features before his usual mask of nonchalanceslides back into place. "Now, now, little omega. There's no need for violence. I was merely appreciating the artistry of your lovemaking."

"Artistry?" I snarl. "Is that what you call being a voyeuristic creep?"

Judging from the way the side of Valek's nose crinkles slightly, he took offense to that. "I'm not being sarcastic right now. Although I wouldn't say there's anything artistic about these two beasts. They're merely the pillars holding up the centerpiece.You."

I grit my teeth until they ache. His words grate on my nerves, stoking the fire of rage already burning in my chest. The frustration of being trapped while he watches us like caged animals is maddening.

It's always been easy to picture him as a serial killer, but never as easy as it is right now. I fucking hate that all I can do is sit here and hope he was sincere for once when he said he wasn't planning on taking advantage of this. He's killed plenty of times before.

What's two more alphas?

At least I don't think he'd hurt Ivy.

But that's the thing.

I don'tthinkhe would.

"You're in your head again," Valek says to me in a singsong.

Yeah. I'm gonna choke this motherfucker to death.

He'll wish it were a noose instead.

"How many minutes left?" I growl to Ivy.