Because I Do

(SASHA)

Miles continues. "And to be sure the loose ends are clean, both Tyler and Angelo need to die."

I glare at him sharply. "Touch even a strand of hair in Tyler's head and you won't live to see the morning."

"Okay." Miles holds up his hands and his face tenses.

"I don't give a flying fuck if Angelo dies. But no one hurts Tyler. I'm not fucking joking, Miles."

He nods curtly. "Got it, boss."

I rub my face roughly and guilt nudges at me. It frustrates me that I'm taking out my anger on the one person who can help me get out of this situation. I'm so enraged that I can barely control myself. "I'm sorry… it's just―"

"I get it," he shrugs. "He is your omega."

I wince. "Yes, he is. And I can't let him go. I get the sense in everything you're saying but I…I can't let him go."