“Still, we should go to the police in the morning to document this incident, have them take photos. Assuming you’re comfortable with that?”
“Absolutely. I was planning on it. I just didn’t want to go there without some back-up.”
“We’ll help.” Teal squeezed Dayson’s hand.
Ronan watched the two omegas exchange a soft look, one he had seen Teal and Zayne share several times. The omega bond. Thank stars they had it on days like today.
Teal brought a pair of his sweats and a hoodie downstairs for Dayson, taking the other omega into the bathroom to help him change. While they were there, Teal’s phone buzzed. Ronan heard what sounded like ten texts come through in a row.
When the omegas reappeared, Teal picked up his phone and scanned the messages. Abruptly, he excused himself. “I need to make a call.”
“I wonder what that was about,” Dayson said.
“No idea,” Ronan replied.
Once he’d assisted Dayson in getting into a reasonably comfortable position on the couch, Ronan checked on the boys, sending them upstairs to brush their teeth and get changed for bed. He started to clean up the blood from the entryway and living room when Teal came back, looking dazed.
“That was Mr. Carson,” his husband said. “He was calling to let me know that Dayson Bannon’s security detail had been knocked out and that Dayson and his car were both missing.”
“Knocked out?” Dayson spoke up from the couch.
“Apparently.” Teal sat back down next to the other omega. “Your attack must have been coordinated, since they made a plan to neutralize your protection. Carson said the two guards were drugged. They woke up half an hour ago after campus security found them on the ground. They told the police they’d been following you to your car when they got attacked from behind and stabbed with needles. Someone injected them with a sedative.”
“I suppose it’s good they weren’t involved,” Dayson said. “I like my guards a lot.”
“We can’t fully rule out their involvement, but my guess is an alpha rights group,” Ronan said. “Like the one that Al guy on my crew was recruiting for.”
“Did you tell Mr. Carson that I came to you?” Dayson asked Teal.
“No. I figured that was your call to make.”
“You can let him know. That I’m here and I’m safe. Tomorrow, I’ll go to the police station and tell them what I remember. After that, I’m going back to my apartment, once the security team clears it.”
“Are you sure?” Teal asked. “You’re welcome to stay. And since no one knows you’re here, it might make sense to hide out.”
Dayson exhaled hotly. “Until when? … The tribunal? … After? … Forever? … No thanks. I’m very grateful for your help tonight, but I don’t want to hide. I’ll be more careful, of course, maybe stick closer to the guards, but I won’t be pushed around.”
The admiration in Ronan’s eyes was mirrored in his husband’s.
“Thank you for everything you’re doing,” Teal said.
“I could say the same to you.”
“Ronan and I will take you to make a statement in the morning. You can get a good night’s sleep here in the meantime.”
Since he wasn’t feeling up to climbing the stairs, Ronan and Teal got Dayson settled on the couch for the night before heading to bed. They pulled back the covers and barely took the time to undress before falling onto the mattress in a heap. They lay facing each other, rubbing their noses into one another’s scent glands. It wasn’t lost on Ronan that what happened to Dayson easily could have happened to his husband.
Back and forth, Ronan breathed into Teal’s neck, kissing and licking, savoring his honey lavender smell, gaining the unique comfort only it could bring.
The rattle of their phones startled them.
Both men received the same message.
UNKNOWN:Next time, we’re coming for Teal
UNKNOWN:And it won’t be a few cuts and bruises
Chapter Fifteen
