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“I did,” Cassius confirmed. “I’m going to go check on James.”

Being talked about like I wasn’t there was fucking annoying, but I was too tired to say anything about it.

Liam sat down on the couch, still holding me close enough I could feel his steady heart beating against my body. It was a soothing rhythm that invited my own heart to follow suit, and shockingly it did.

It happened even faster than when Frankie held me like this.

That didn’t necessarily mean anything though. Liam was just a powerful alpha who knew how to take care of an omega. Frankie had only ever had me to practice her skills with – a defective omega.

I was finally comfortable and warm, but not too hot. Arms were around me and a scent that reminded me of rain filled the room.

Rainy days always reminded me of citrus.

Liam Valor smelled like spicy, sweet oranges and I’d never felt quite this calm before – almost like someone had slipped me a very strong benzodiazepine.

There was the soft pitter-patter of rain against the glass and the scent of spicy oranges and apples all around me, easing some of the tightness in my skin. My body was still too warm, but it no longer felt like I was melting.

Why this was working so well…

I could worry about that later. All I cared about right now was that Liam had been right. I was okay, and whatever weird shit my body was doing now, it didn’t seem to be my heat cycle which I was eternally grateful for.

The last thing I needed right now was that horrible shit making it impossible to work.

“How are you feeling, Lucy?”

It felt as though he’d spoken directly into my mind, and yet he sounded so far away.

“Better.” I gave in to the weird urge to press my face into his neck and sighed, feeling so sleepy I could barely remember what we were talking about. “Do you think it’ll rain tomorrow?”

“Maybe. Why do you ask?”

“I like rainy days. They’re my favorite.”

“Are they?”

“Mhm. It smells good.”

The weight of pheromones were like a warm blanket and I couldn’t help snuggling in closer.

“Lucy?”

“Hm?”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“I know.”

“I don’t think you do.” The sound of Liam’s soft chuckle made me smile for some reason. “But that’s okay. I’m in no rush.”

How many years had it been since I’d felt like this?

All this time I’d been surviving, and it wasn’t until an alpha I didn’t even know put his arms around me that I realized just how much pain I carried, wearing it like I wore my favorite coat – barely even noticing how heavy it was.

Until it was gone.

CHAPTER 13

Liam

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