“Well, if you think we’re gonna let him then you don’t know the Malone’s very well. No one fucks with one of us.”
Mia sounded fierce and determined, but Flick didn’t hold much hope. Spencer wasn’t going to let her go without a fight.
West paced up and down the hall. “What’s taking so long?”
Alec leaned against the wall, his eyes on his phone as he tapped out a message.
“Who you messaging?” West snapped. He felt like he should be doing something. He couldn’t take just stand there, waiting. He should be in there with her.
He should be out there fucking over the asshole who did this to her.
“Jake.”
West stilled at that. “You’re bringing in the cops?”
“Jake is the sheriff of Haven. Flick is one of Haven’s residents and a woman. He needs to know.”
“Why?” Jake was an okay guy, for a cop. But they didn’t get close to cops. Ever. Well, there was Mia’s cousin who was a detective. But they all tried to ignore that when he came to visit.
“Because if he finds out one of his people got hurt and we didn’t tell him he’ll blow a gasket.”
“So? Who cares?”
“So, we’re already off-side with the law considering all the shit Tanner and the others cause, we don’t need to be hiding this from him. You know Haven’s rules when it comes to women.”
“Since when do we care about Haven’s rules?” West asked.
“Since it just became my job to keep that girl safe.”
West disagreed. It was his job to keep Felicity safe. “You’re not acting as her guardian.”
Alec raised an eyebrow. “You heard what I said downstairs. You think I’m gonna go back on that and let her go back to him?”
“Of course we’re fucking not letting her go back,” West snarled. “But you are not going to be her guardian.”
The other eyebrow rose. “Who is then? You want Jake to do it?”
“Fuck, no, I don’t want fucking Jake looking out for her.”
“Then who?” Alec drawled, crossing his arms over his chest as he leaned against the wall.
“Me,” he bit out.
“You?” Alec raised an eyebrow. “You’re not her favorite person.”
“Then I’ll have to work on that.”
“You hurt her.”
“I know.” And he’d never forgive himself. Not ever. Especially not when he’d sent her back into hell, unknowingly or not.
“She won’t trust you. Not easily.”
“I know all of this, Alec,” West said impatiently. Was he trying to talk him out of it? ’Cause it wasn’t going to work. His mind was made up. And he wasn’t going to think too closely about why he was so adamant about it. Alec would take care of her. He could walk away and know she was safe—but he wasn’t walking away.
He studied him for a moment. “Christ, you better not mess this up, West.”
Triumph filled him.