They got to the entrance of the store at the sa ti that the Oga was getting dragged out.
Caspian marched forward with all the confidence he didn’t feel, looking like any random person in his casual clothes.
"Take your hands off him," He ordered, his voice cutting.
Just like with Peter, Caspian felt like his orders were obeyed out of sheer shock.
He could see the look of recognition on the bandaged man’s face who stood in front, he seed to be the one leading the posse.
"Lake, co over here." He kept throwing orders when no one tried to stop him.
The male Oga moved quickly for soone who had to be beyond confused, Caspian placing a protective arm around him.
"I won’t stand for my friend to be treated this way." He went on, just saying whatever ca to mind at that point, "Whatever it is, you can take it up with Asher."
Peter and Keith were just coming over at that point, and they managed to catch the tail end of Caspian’s words.
They were completely not on board with Caspian ddling with another Mafia King’s business so openly yet they proudly backed him up.
It was a good thing it was so early in the morning, because it ant that the store and its environs were mostly empty.
Because they would have attracted a crowd with all of the theatrics happening.
Arthur spluttered, disbelief dripping down his face. When did Lake beco friends with the... his eyes dropped to the pretty Oga’s neck... the mate of Mafia King Asher.
"I’m glad you understand," Caspian concluded haughtily, taking Lake’s bag off his shoulder and handing it to Peter who was quick to take it.
He tightly held the Oga’s hand and turned around, marching for the car he had so abruptly left.
The entire ti, Caspian expected a retaliation but nothing happened.
They had bought his bluff. He couldn’t believe it.
"We’re so fucked." Peter muttered as he helped both Ogas get in the car.
"Don’t be so pessimistic, Peter," Caspian said, still riding high on his fake confidence. "I’m sure Asher can handle this."
He still held tightly to the male Oga’s hand because he didn’t let go, and he noticed it was trembling so he held on even tighter.
"Yeah," Keith agreed, turning around to give Lake a once-over. "You’ll definitely be fine. I’m not so sure about him."
Caspian refused to let them bring him down, he would have asked that they drive right to Asher but he still needed to deliver the fruits.
He would just have to call his mate... ASAP.
"I’ll just call him and confirm," Caspian reached for his phone with his free hand, his uncertainty clear to hear in his voice.
Throughout all of this, Lake sat stiffly in the car, scared to lean against the expensive leather.
He still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that he had been saved, and by none other than the eccentric mate of a Mafia King.
Could this week get any crazier?
"Hi, Asher," Caspian said into the phone in a false cheery tone.
Asher imdiately picked up on it. "What’s wrong?"
"Nothing," He said defensively, "Why did you jump to that conclusion?"
"Are you alright? Does your head hurt? Do I need to co back ho?"
Caspian had completely forgotten that he had been sick in the face of all that had happened.
"No, no, none of that." He reassured him in a rush, "I just did a little sothing." He started carefully.
Everyone in the car was fully focused on the conversation now, Peter stepping on the gas like they were being chased down.
"What did you do?"
Asher’s tone was concerned and a little confused, Caspian was yet to see his Alpha angry and he hoped this wouldn’t be the mont he would.
"So I went to the store to get so fruits-"
"You went to the store?" Asher cut in, already disapproving.
"Wait, I’m not done yet," Caspian pouted.
If Asher already disapproved of just that, how would he take the latter half of what he did?
"And there was a poor Oga being chased down by Mafia King Davian’s n, so I helped him." He said in a rush.
Asher fell completely silent, Caspian could hear the background noise of a quiet conversation happening nearby.
"Are you hurt?" Asher finally spoke.
Caspian sighed in silent relief, "No, no, I’m fine. I know I should have told you before I did it but there was no ti."
"I’d rather you tell before going to the store," Asher changed the line of conversation, sounding huffy.
"But if I did, you would try to stop -"
"Because you’re still recovering-"
Caspian was doubly relieved to find out that there had been no reason to be stressed out about what he had done.
Asher seed to only care that he was out of bed and doing nial labor, he might be able to save the male Oga completely after all.
He had to hang up when his mate started trying to bargain for him to get more bed rest, giving everyone a bright smile.
"Asher didn’t mind," He said like what he had told the Alpha was sothing casual like what movie to watch.
"Lake, your na is Lake, right?" Caspian finally could pay attention to the Oga after making sure he wouldn’t be thrown in danger again.
"Y-Yeah," Lake had to clear his throat for his voice to work, awe in his light brown eyes.
"You can stay with for as long as you need, okay?" He offered generously.
Lake fish mouthed for a few seconds, "Aren’t you even going to ask what I did?"
Caspian looked alard at that, like he was just considering that Lake might be the dangerous one. "Did you do sothing bad?" He whispered.
"N-No," Lake retreated into himself, nervous about saying what truly happened, even to his savior.
Peter shot him a look through the rearview mirror. "Saying the truth would really help you out right now."
"I didn’t commit a c-cri if that’s what you’re thinking," Lake defended, his voice hitching a bit when he rembered the stolen items sitting in his bag.
Okay, so maybe he committed a couple of little cris.
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