Page 70 of Freeing My Alpha

Amy and I erupt into laughter at my awkward pose, showing off both my pushed up breasts and the curve of my ass. She hands me my phone. “Take it, take it! I’ll hide.”

Diving into the corner of her closet, Amy laughs as hard as I do as I open my phone’s camera. My heart thumps into my throat. I haven’t taken a sexy picture for anyone in years in fear of blackmail, but I trust where this one’s headed. Now that I’m all dressed up, a spicy thrill creeps through my chest.

I stifle my smile as I gaze into the mirror, showing just my eyes over the top of my phone. Amy gasps as I lean into my pose, showing off my body.

Her whisper breaks the silence. “Girl, when he sees that pic, he’s going to straight-up come in his pants—”

“Amy—” I wheeze, breaking into such heavy, uncontrollable belly laughter that I double over onto her closet floor. Amy steals my phone from me, cackling with her head thrown back. It’s such a relief to see her having fun that I cackle with her.

But when she sees the photo, she lets out a sharp, loud gasp. “Oh, my God, yes. Send it!”

Biting my lip with bright red cheeks, I text the photo to Noah, unable to contain my nervous giggles.

Me (8:53 PM): Amy says this didn’t fit her, so you’re welcome~~~♥

Nerves flutter through my stomach, but I don’t have to wait long; Noah replies within 30 seconds.

Noah (8:53PM): ducking hell. almost walked face 1st into a tree

I break into giggles, and Amy peeks over my shoulder. Her resulting laughter makes me laugh even harder, hardly able to text Noah back.

Me (8:54PM): You wrote it as "duck" again

Noah (8:54 PM): i guess my phone thinks i like dicks

Noah (8:54 PM): DUCKS*LOL

Noah (8:54 PM): ok i mean dicks are good too but thats not waht i meant

Noah (8:54 PM): ok sorry no more talking abot dicks

Noah (8:54 PM): jus ignore me

Noah (8:54 PM): u broke my brain omega

I burst into giggles, hugging my phone into my chest as Noah’s wolf bursts into a flustered sprint in our bond.

“This is the fastest he has ever texted me—” My voice breaks through laughter, and Amy only laughs more rambunctiously over my shoulder.

Me (8:55 PM): You’re absolutely hilarious and adorable. See you in a few hours, my shy Alpha. Miss you already.

Noah (8:56 PM): miss u more, gorgeous.

Noah mindlinks me the rest. You’re so gorgeous any day that I’m surprised I haven’t had a heart attack yet, let alone when I just saw you in that. If you were expecting extra passionate sex and an extreme cuddle ball tonight, I've already got it scheduled.

I laugh. You cutie. Thank you, I can’t wait.

Amy grips my shoulder, her smile practically leaping off her face. “So?! I know he mindlinked you; Kira would’ve too. What did he think?”

I groan, hiding my face. “You were right, I feel sexy, and he’s super flustered still. I can feel it.”

Amy hugs me hard through her bright laugh. “Told you you’re fucking hot. Don’t let your asshole boss take that confidence away from you, okay?”

I sigh, but I’m smiling. “Okay, A.”

“Good. I’ll make popcorn while you get dressed. It’s in the same drawer.”

I laugh as Amy speedwalks to the kitchen, leaving me to steal her silk nightgown from her drawer. Maybe she’s not mad at me, after all. I already feel guilty about being too busy to visit her and Lexi this week. On top of that, Amy always sees right through me. I’ve felt too awful to want to spread my gross, trauma-soaked pheromones onto too many people I love. Amy has enough on her plate without my nonsense.

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