Crossing The Line |Sequel To Not Your Lap Dog|

Chapter Twenty-Six

Reggie

I clutch my chest and limp down the halls. I need to get the fuck out of here. I want to fucking kill him. I won't ever actually do it. No matter how angry I am right now, I still fucking love him and know that I know he's an Omega again, I will get him back. I just don't know how yet. You know, if Cheryl didnt speak so loudly, I wouldnt even know he's an Omega again. That's one good thing she's fucking done at least.

I reach the doors and it's a struggle to get them open and I feel like I'm about to collapse, but at least when I'm in my car, I can just sit and relax for awhile, come up with a plan. It takes a lot longer then I'd like to get to my car. I stick my key in to unlock it but when I pull the handle, it's now locked.

"The fuck," I grunt and unlock it again. I open the door and I can just smell sweat. I get in and turn and the sight of his clothes make me snarl. And the other clothes....

No he fucking didn't. He wouldnt fucking dare do that in my fucking car.

Resisting the urge to punch my steering wheel is tough but I dont want to actually damage it. I start my car and begin to drive. Theres no destination in mind. I don't know where the fuck they are or this would turn into a blood bath. Not just for fucking in my car, but for everything that happened in the last day.

I need to get revenge but I can't do it alone. They're too smart and they have to many numbers on me. I could never even get close to them now. I need someone who they already hate. Someone who can do something and get unnoticed. Someone with the power to do what I can't.

I smirk then. I know someone who hates that witch as much as I do. Someone who would help me get revenge on them both.

...

I approach the Sisters of Quiet Mercy, where I know Edgar has been staying with what I assume is a coven of witches. "You failed," I hear a sharp voice say and I turn slowly, still in a fuck ton of pain.

"If Luke didn't know you so well, it would've worked," I grunt and he sighs, clearly annoyed.

He waves his hand and all the pain in my chest is gone suddenly. "Let's talk. I sense you didn't just come to see my disappointment.

...

"So you want me to get revenge on them for you," he asks, sounding humored.

"There's nothing I can do okay. If I get within fifty feet of either of them, someone will stop me. I need help," I say and he chuckles.

"And why would I help you? You failed Reginald. What can you possibly do for me," he asks and honestly I don't know. "Actually I have an idea," he says and walks around his desk. "I've got something in the works and I need protection. How about this. You and your pack guard our establishment and I'll get the perfect revenge for you," he says and I have to contemplate it. Would they do it? Well they have to and it doesn't sound that bad. I just have to figure something out to cover for why we're doing it. Not many would follow if they knew the actual plan.

"And you'll help me," I ask and he nods.

"I will make sure he hurts," he says and I smirk.

"Then it's a deal," I say and grab his hand. Our hands glow and I stare.

"Just a little assurance that it will get done," Edgar says and I nod. "Now I think you should get going. Just play out your day normal and I'll get it done," Edgar says.

I nod and stand. "Now theres no need for you to walk," he says and suddenly I'm outside.

"Fuck. I'll never get used to that," I grunt and get in my car.

I wonder what he'll do. Hopefully he'll kill Luke. I mean he has the power and numbers. Shouldn't be too hard. Why didn't he just do that instead of sending me to kill Luke? It shouldn't be that hard. He's mortal and poison would be enough to kill him even.

I hope he tortures him. Take his magic. Make him bleed out. Slowly severe his limbs. Whatever makes him suffer.

I start the ignition with a smile. This will be good.

Fair warning without spoiling. Be prepared for next chapters. They're gonna be.... a little dark and visit a new side to a character