Page 57 of The Heat of Us

“One more time, before we escalate.”

My eyes watered, my nostrils burned. What the fuck were they making me smell? I shook my head, trying to clear the sensation of jagged rocks and broken glass.

“Remy.”

That was me, wasn’t it?

“You’re being too rough.”

I know what my omega wants.

“You keep trying to bite her.”

My face was being pressed against the mattress of the nest but instead of smelling us all I could smell was harsh ammonia. I blinked at the dull shapes above me. Uniformed men holding me back and staring down at me.

Right. You’re at heat services.

“If you persist, we are going to give you a thicker guard for your teeth. Continue and you will be muzzled. Do you understand?”

I had been trying to bond her?

My head pounded relentlessly as conflicting emotions warred in my chest.

“Yes,” I croaked out. “I understand.”

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HAZEL

They took my fucking alpha.

Why did they keep taking him away from me?

I had to fuck him. Keep him.

His knot had just slipped out of me but I needed it back inside me.

Couldn’t lose him again.

Not getting hard, why wasn’t he getting hard?

“Give it a minute, baby.”

He was exhausted. A silicone cock nudged at my entrance.

No. I needed him.

Not enough.

It was never enough.

I needed Adrian, too.

Where was Adrian?

Why couldn’t I feel him?

A wail tore from my throat.

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