Alpha’s Obsession: An MC Werewolf Romance (Bad Boy Alphas Book 5)
Alpha’s Obsession: Chapter 15

Layne

“So that’s it then? You’re leaving?” Parker asks. We’re crowded into Nash’s living room, all but the lion, who’s making himself scarce.

Sam has his arm around me. “I think it’s better if Layne and I lie low for a while.”

“Can’t get lower than here,” Declan grins, holding up the unmarked bottle of hooch.

“Exactly.” Sam shakes his head. “I don’t think Layne appreciated you guys getting drunk and singing outside our window at three a.m. last night.”

“That was a good ole Irish serenade,” Declan protests.

“Yeah well, you’re lucky my tiger wasn’t hungry,” I say.

“O’course I’m lucky. “‘Twasn’t my idea, ‘twas Laurie’s.”

The owl shifter holds up his hands when I mock frown at him.

“It’s true, ya never could resist a good love story. Neither can Nash, though he doesn’t show it.” Declan sticks his head in the hall and shouts, “But inside he’s just a big ole softie, isn’t he?”

Nash’s bedroom door shakes with a roar.

“He’ll come around.” Declan winks at us.

“Or he’ll get annoyed and eat you,” Sam says.

“Either way.” Parker shrugs.

“We’re here for you, if you need us,” Laurie says. His stutter has improved since the fight.

“We’ll miss ya, kitty,” Declan comes to me with arms outstretched. “May I hug her?” he asks Sam.

“No,” Sam and I reply in unison, but I embrace him anyway, and then Laurie, while Sam and Parker pound each other on the back.

They all troop out to wave us off.

“So,” I ask. “Where we going now?”

“I could take you home,” Sam says. “Smyth and his men are dead.”

“Santiago’s still out there,” I remind him.

“Not for long,” Sam vows. “In the meantime… I know a place we can stay.”

“I trust you.” I lean back in my seat. “Let’s go.”

Sam lifts his phone to his ear.

“Sam, is that you?” A young woman’s voice comes over the Bluetooth.

“Yep. it’s me.” He grins and turns and mouths, Kylie. I nod.

“Oh thank God. Although you better have a good reason for calling me on an unsecure line.”

“All my equipment got torched in the raid.”

“Yeah, that building was dust. Whoever that lion buddy of yours is, he really knows firepower. Jackson and Garrett arrived just in time to watch the fire department try to get the blaze under control. Sam.” Her voice drops to an awed whisper. “I think he used napalm.”

“Nash is crazy,” Sam confirms. “But that’s not why I’m calling. Kylie—I’m coming home.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, for good.” He sighs. I squeeze his hand, and reaches out and smoothes a strand of hair back from my face. “And I’m bringing someone I want you to meet…”