I stare at Spence, not used to him blowing up like that. But I’m also not really looking to get my ass kicked by him, and with the way he’s glaring, that’s a definite possibility.
After a few deep breaths, his eyes on me, daring me to do something stupid, Spence looks at Liam. “How long until they’re here?”
Liam shrugs. “Don’t know. Max said he had to drop by a shop before he could come over. Something about getting Cyra a new phone.” He looks at his laptop. “We’ve still got time. We’re not flying out for another hour.”
“I know.” Spence sighs. “I just wish she was with us already. Not out there, where we can’t protect her.”
Right as Liam opens his mouth to reply, the door slams open and Cyra storms inside, furious, Max following her.
“What part of ‘I don’t have a passport’ and ‘you’re playing right into my parents’ hands’ do you not understand? Arg!” She spins around, glaring at Max. Sexy!
It’s way more fun if she’s not glaring at me. Although, she can glare at me all she wants if it’s followed by a good fuck. She’d probably be really hot during an angry fuck...
“You want to wait for them at your place instead? Tell them ‘I’m here, come get me’?” Max drops the bag he’s holding on a chair, his voice level, acting like her anger doesn’t influence him.
“I might have been able to talk them out of whatever they’ve got planned. But now there’s no chance of that, ever.” She turns to the rest of us. “I guess you’re all okay with kidnapping charges being brought against you? Because that’s what you’re going to get.”
“It’s not kidnapping if you come willingly.” Liam shrugs, though he doesn’t sound entirely sure of his words. “And we’re not leaving the country. We’re just going somewhere else the fastest way possible.”
“Arg!” Cyra throws up her hands and drops onto a chair. “You’re impossible. All of you. Don’t talk to me until we leave.” She digs through her bag and pulls out earbuds. “Can I now have my new phone? I hope your guy was able to get all my music transferred.”
Max pulls a phone from his pocket. “Everything that’s safe should be on there. Just nothing that your parents would be able to use to track you.” He holds it out and she snatches it from his hand, plugging the earbuds in and tapping at the screen. Then she turns her back to us, closing herself off.
“So...” I watch Max. “I guess the getting her to cooperate part didn’t go that well?”
He shrugs, something behind his eyes coming down, his voice closed off. “She needed some convincing, but it worked out.” He goes over to Liam. “Anything yet?”
Liam shakes his head. “Nah. Seems her parents like the extra attention they’re getting, and there’ve been some...” He sighs. “Seems they’re trying to use this to potentially find a ‘better’ mate for her. But nothing else.”
“Any news about where they are? Are they coming for her?” I step closer to them. How is it that Spence takes my phone away from me for trying to do the exact same thing Liam is apparently doing on his laptop?
“Nothing. But I wouldn’t be surprised if they can’t come here until the morning, at which point we’ll be far away.” He leans back, looking up. “Also, it seems we’ve not been followed and nobody knows we’re here yet. We should be able to get a headstart.”
It would be good if we’re able to stay hidden until most of the drama is over, but with the speed of information spreading these days, that’s probably a vain wish. For now, all we can hope for is to keep her safe while we figure out the next step and then we can work from there. If there’s going to be a next step, that is, and we won’t just be swarmed with reporters as soon as we land... Or with lawsuits, like Cyra so helpfully pointed out.
The small plane that Spence got us feels even smaller with all of us in it. Not because having five people in it fills it up or anything, but because Cyra’s anger is almost palpable in the space and it puts us all on edge.
If I thought that her cold attitude towards us at the cafe was her being upset, I totally underestimated her. This is... Hell, it makes me nervous, and she’s just an Omega. I have no wish to test her anger any further at the moment... None at all.
I lean over to Spence. “How long?”
He levels a look at me. Cyra is obviously not the only one who’s annoyed right now. “Just an hour. It’s not a long flight.” He sighs as he goes back to the work on his tablet.
“How can you work right now?”
“Because I’ve got to do something and this is more useful than staring into nothing or worrying about things we can’t change.” He scrolls down the document, a contract of something or other. “And it might make my Alpha a little less... annoyed with me when she wakes up and finds this in her inbox.”
“Have you heard from your parents yet?” Spence’s Alpha mum was furious when she saw us holding hands at the Gala. I’d almost forgotten about that in everything that has happened since. “My parents have been quiet...”
“No, I’ve not heard from them. They’re probably way too busy trying to keep what the two of us did out of the press. Which shouldn’t be too hard, since we’re involved in a much juicier scandal at the moment.”
“Right. I guess this would also have been a way to stop those potential mate folders all the time. We should have thought of just getting some Omega drama going much sooner.” I grin and quickly hold up my hands at his annoyed glare. “I’m kidding. I’m kidding.”
Liam snorts from
