I dug my fingers into Mike’s shoulders. “I thought you looked familiar. You wouldn’t happen to be Holly’s ex, would you?”
His body went rigid in my grip.
“Answer me,” I growled.
“Y-yes,” he sniveled.
Klaus snarled. “Oh, Mike. You are fucking with the wrong people. How dare you blackmail us and our mate.”
“You-your mate?” he stammered. “Holly is your mate? I thought she was just some chick you were both fucking.”
“Don’t you ever talk about her like that,” I seethed, fighting the urge to wrap my hands around his throat. “You aren’t even worthy of speaking her name.”
“I just—” Mike started, but Klaus cut him off.
“You just what?” he bellowed. “Thought you could blackmail our mate to make a quick buck, you despicable little rat.”
Klaus thrust his arm forward and Mike lurched against my chest with a shriek.
His balls.
Klaus literally had the guy by his fucking balls.
“Listen here, you piece of shit. I should rip off your pathetic excuse for a dick and shove it down your throat.”
“No!” Mike cried. “Please don’t!”
“As if begging will help you…” Klaus stood there for a moment, giving Mike enough time to truly feel fear. “Because I have a speck of humanity left in my monstrous heart, I’ll let you keep it. Under one condition.”
Klaus’ shoulder tensed and Mike screamed again. Klaus must have tightened his grip.
“You’re going to delete those photos. You’re going to quit your job. You’re going to take a trip somewhere far, far away from here.” Klaus leaned in, his face only an inch away from trembling Mike. “And if I see you around the NMHL, Holly, or us, ever again—Flurry and I will find you and we will tear you apart limb from limb.”
Mike let out a sob.
Klaus jumped back suddenly, slinging his hand back and forth. “You motherfucker. You fucking pissed on my hand.”
I couldn’t help but snort over the fact that we scared the guy so badly he pissed himself—and the fact that Klaus got pissed on.
His face scrunched in utter disgust, Klaus wiped his hand on Mike’s jacket and growled under his breath. “Do I make myself clear, Mike? You’re going to fucking disappear or we’ll make you disappear.”
I knew Klaus was bluffing. We would never harm someone or break the law, but Mike didn’t know that. Klaus was damn scary when he went all krampus.
Mike’s body vibrated, and he gave a slow nod of agreement.
Klaus leaned in again, his tongue slithering out of his mouth to dance in front of Mike’s face. “Now get out of my sight.”
I released Mike’s shoulders and he couldn’t stumble away fast enough.
We watched him scramble into his car and pull off before we made our way back to the truck.
“Mike, that jerk,” Holly said the moment we opened the door. “I should have known it was him.”
“You could tell it was him?” Klaus asked, squirting a generous amount of hand sanitizer into his hands and vigorously rubbing them together.
“It all clicked. The car, the short stature, the part of the letter that mentioned humiliation. Now that I think about it, it’s so typical of him.”
“Is it typical for him to piss himself?” I asked, breaking out into laughter.
Holly’s perfect mouth gaped. “He pissed himself?”
“Unfortunately,” Klaus sighed. “Right on my hand.”
“Oh gods,” Holly laughed. “How?”
I grinned. “Klaus threatened certain parts of his anatomy.”
“And I don’t regret a single second of it, princess,” Klaus said, puffing out his chest. “No one threatens me and my mates.”
I leaned over to whisper in Holly’s ear. “I think he was into it, to be honest.”
“Oh shut up,” Klaus snapped over Holly’s laughter.
“So it’s over?” she asked when her laughter subsided. “We don’t have to worry about the pictures.”
“It’s over,” I reassured her.
“And if not, we’ll hunt him down and do what we threatened,” Klaus added.
Holly furrowed her brows. “And what was that?”
“Well,” Klaus puffed out a breath. “I might have said I’d shove his dick down his throat and that Flurry and I would tear him limb from limb.” He shrugged, as if dismemberment was some nonchalant thing.
Holly gave us a wobbly smile. “That’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”
Yep.
She was our mate.
I reached out and stroked my finger over her cheek. “We would do that for you and more, Holly.”
Klaus nodded in agreement. “You complete us.”
My phone vibrated, and I tugged it out of the tight pocket of my dress pants.
Coach: Where the fuck are you? You said you wanted to meet before the game and I’m here. Waiting!
“Shit,” I mumbled under my breath. “Sorry to ruin the moment, snow angel, but Klaus and I have to run.”
“It’s okay,” she said knowingly. “Get ready to kick some ass. I’ll be there to cheer you on.”
“You better.” Klaus gave her a quick kiss, and I did the same.
We said our goodbyes at the stadium gate, watching Holly walk through the press entrance before we hurried to Coach’s office.
“Do you think she has any idea?” I asked Klaus.
“She might. But this is what’s best for all of us. I want her to be happy. I want us to be happy.”
He casually slipped his hand into mine, giving it a soft squeeze. The gesture shocked me, but soon enough, it would be out there in the open.
I stopped in front of Coach’s office and grabbed the lapels of Klaus’ jacket, pulling him close. “Are you sure about this?” I whispered. “We can—”
“Flurry.” Klaus wrapped his hands around my neck. “I’ve never wanted anything more.”
He brought his lips to mine, his fingers tangling in my fur and his long, slippery tongue swirling rhythmically against mine. Arousal, lust, love lit me up from the inside out. If we had more time, I’d—
With a whoosh of air, the door to Coach’s office whipped open.
“Fucking Gods in the heavens, I knew it,” Coach chuckled, taking in the sight of Klaus absolutely claiming my mouth.
I pulled away and awkwardly cleared my throat. “Coach.”
He looked at Klaus and me and shook his head. “Come on in, lovebirds. Have a seat.”
Coach plopped down in his chair and we sat in the plush chairs across from him.
“So,” he said, cocking a brow. “I take it you’re mates?”
“We are,” Klaus said, possessively placing his hand on top of mine.
“How did you know?” I asked.
Coach leaned back in his chair and chuckled. “Do you really think that a team of monsters wouldn’t be able to tell by your scent? The whole locker room reeks of you two fucking.”
I dug my tusks into my upper lip.
How had we overlooked that little detail?
Oh, right. We were too busy making each other come for it to cross our minds. That and the fact that we were probably scent blind to one another.