Chapter 88: Bounty Hunter Arc: One
Lacy couldn’t believe it, she was turning twenty-six years old!
She glanced at the wall calendar, the date circled in red marker. Her birthday felt hollow this year.
The cafe bustled around her, but Lacy kept her earbuds firmly in place. No talking, not today. She stirred her lukewarm coffee, watching the cream swirl into muddy patterns. Outside, rain streaked the window, blurring the city into watercolor smudges.
A couple argued silently at the next table, their gestures sharp as knife cuts, hands slashing air, shoulders rigid. She wondered what fractured thing lived between them. Her own phone stayed dark. No notifications. No calls. Just the rain’s steady drum against glass.
Okay, so she was being dramatic. She did receive calls from her friends and family, and was even going to have a get together that night with Josh, Clara, Daniella, and her family. She was going to be going to Lucille’s house who was said to be whipping up something on the gril, and just have a good time.
She looked outside as she drunk her coffee. Hinami sure was a wet province, at least the city of Ashley was. It seemed to rain most of the year with barely any sun, and the other half snow.
Kate stepped into the cafe and dried her shoes on the rug. Lacy was still dating her. In truth, Lacy was still dating all three Alphas: Charlie, Ming, and Kate. She didn’t want to settle down just yet. She wasn’t sure if she was ready for it.
"Hey, sorry I’m late," Kate leaned over and kissed Lacy on the cheek. She sat next to her after she took her jacket off and placed it on the chair behind her. "Also," she reached in her pocket and pulled out a bag. She handed it to Lacy.
The silver necklace hung from her hand as the Omega looked at it. She smirked and kissed Kate on the lips.
"So I was thinking that maybe we could go steady," Kate said. Lacy nodded her head as Kate spoke even while her hand creeped to Kate’s groin. They were hidden and couldn’t be seen while Lacy placed her hand in Kate’s pants and began to jerk her off.
"Whoa!" The Alpha smirked and leaned back in her seat. "I like this. But its your birthday maybe I can...eat you out, uh?"
Lacy stepped outside with Kate folllowing her. The Omega went outside to see Ming walking up the cafe. She gave Lacy a hug, surprising her with a bouquet of flowers. She kissed Lacy on the lips. The Alpha looked at Kate and smirked.
"Who is this pipsqueak?" She laughed with how skinny Kate was. "You’re a twig." Ming looked at Lacy. "You’re seeing this, girl," Ming said, laughing. She took Lacy by the hand and led her to her car.
Kate ran after them and took Lacy by the hand, like it was a tug of war.
Ming pulled Lacy toward her car. Kate pulled Lacy back toward the cafe. Ming pulled Lacy toward her car. Kate pulled Lacy back toward the cafe. Ming pulled Lacy toward her car. Kate pulled Lacy back toward the cafe. This was how it was, back and forth until finally Lacy snatched her arms away from both Alphas.
"Kate, I’m going with Ming. You were late."
Ming stuck her tongue out at the fake Alpha. "You a fake Alpha," she spat out. "You bitch, fake ass Alpha. How big is your clit, bitch?!" Ming yelled out to Kate.
Lacy pushed the Alpha back toward her car as she bucked up to Kate. The Omega turned around to see Kate just standing there, her fist balled up, and a glare on her face.
Ming pushed Lacy behind her as she stepped toward Kate. She took off her jacket and threw it to the ground. Ming stepped toward Kate and pushed her back.
Lacy stepped in between them again and pushed Ming toward her car, pushing her into the driver’s seat. Lacy ran to the passenger’s seat.
"Ming, what the fuck?" Lacy yelled out.
"You’re fucking that twink, dude," she said shaking her head.
"Let’s just find some place to park before the rain gets heavy."
"How long I got you for?" Ming asked, taking looks at Lacy as she backed the car in reverse.
"A few hours," Lacy answered back.
"Then let’s make love then," the Alpha suggested.
The man’s fingers were thick and scarred, knuckles like worn stone. He wiped them on a grease-stained rag, leaving dark smears. Below his workbench, a cooling engine block leaked oil onto concrete.
Silence hung heavy in the garage, broken only by the faint drip from a leaky faucet in the sink. No radio played. No hum of conversation. Just the thick quiet of a space where words weren’t welcome.
The bounty hunter’s gaze shifted from the oily rag to a dented metal cabinet shoved against the cinderblock wall. He moved with the deliberate economy of someone accustomed to stillness, pulling open a drawer stiff with disuse.
Inside lay folders, thick with paper, edges frayed and corners softened by countless handlings. He didn’t sigh, didn’t grunt. He simply lifted the top file, its manila cover stained with something dark that might have been coffee or blood.
He came across the folder and licked his finger. Once he opened it, he saw an image of an Omerga who was currently twenty-six years old, one child, and two mated Alphas.
"Lacy," he said her name with determination. "Ooo," he added after he realized she belonged to the Theresa pack. That meant she was worth a high dollar.
He dialed the phone number document and waited for the pick up.
"Theresa Real Estate," Salmona answered on the other end.
"Hey this Cat the Bounty Hunter, I got ya file up on my desk and I’d like to discuss it with ya when given the chance."
Theresa laid in bed with Lacy, they had just finished making love with Theresa laying soft kisses on Lacy’s neck as the Omega smiled at her.
"You’re fucking so many Alphas," Theresa laughed, hugging her Omega tight. It was true. Lacy was free, free to do what she desired with no Alphas baring down on her neck. And unlike when she was in Hoshimura, here in Ashley, she had choices.
She was able to mate and get to know numerous Alphas and though they were liberal sexually, they were still rather traditional and conservative when it came to relationships. They all wanted to settle down and start a family soon.
Theresa rolled on top of Lacy, kissing her lips. She traveled down to her breast and began to suckle Omega’s nipple.
Lacy groaned softly, her fingers tangling in Theresa’s white hair as she arched her back. The sheets smelled like sweat as Lacy’s body became even more wet, and the only sounds were their mingled breaths and the wet pull of Theresa’s mouth.
Outside, rain started tapping against the windowpane, a gentle rhythm that wrapped around the silence in the room. Lacy’s skin prickled where Theresa’s hands roamed and down her ribs, over her hip, tracing the curve of her thigh.
She didn’t need words; the way Theresa nipped at her collarbone, possessive yet tender, said everything.
She moved her way down to Lacy’s stomach, tasting her belly button and then kissing her thighs before taking a large inhale of Lacy’s pussy. She smiled at the Omega.
"Happy Birthday," the Alpha said. The Alpha proceeded to eat Lacy’s pussy. Her tongue licking the slit, tasting the juices that began to flow from her.
Theresa’s tongue flattened against Lacy’s clit, a slow, deliberate pressure that made Lacy gasp. Rain blurred the windowpanes beyond the bed, turning the city lights into smears of gold and amber against the dark.
Lacy’s thighs trembled, fingers tightening in Theresa’s hair as she arched off the mattress. The scent of her own arousal filled the air, sweet and heavy, mingling with the damp earthiness drifting through the cracked window.
Theresa didn’t hurry. She mapped Lacy’s folds with the tip of her tongue, circling, teasing, before dipping inside with a low hum that vibrated against Lacy’s skin.
Even when she felt a cramp coming into her neck, Theresa kept sucking on Lacy’s cunt, wanting to taste more and more of her. Lacy planted her hands into the Alpha’s hair, letting herself moan, her hips lifting upward.
Theresa placed her hands on the Omega’s bottom, sucking harder, feeling the Omega about to shiver, letting the Alpha know she’s almost there.
"Oh fuck, Alpha!" Lacy screamed out, and then she felt it, a finger in her ass. She cushed into Theresa’s mouth, her climax hitting her like her running into a brick wall.
Lacy slammed back on the bed, Theresa crawled back up to the Omega and kissed her. A passionate kiss they shared, more than anytime before.
Theresa pulled back. "I don’t understand why you don’t want to be with me," the Alpha said. She kissed Lacy’s shoulder, brushing her hand across Lacy’s face.
"I’m not a homewrecker," Lacy said. "Daniel is a good man. Be with him. I have two Alphas."
"Where!" Theresa yelled. "Where are your Alphas?!"
Lacy looked at Theresa, grabbing her face. "Be calm, my Alpha." Theresa was memorized by this Omega. She nodded her head and laid it upon Lacy’s breast. So twisted, the attempted rapist becoming the lover of her potential victim.