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It all snaps into place.

Grace is an Omega.

Holy fuck.

I stare down at her as she presses close to me, tears in her eyes. She has no idea. We all thought Grace was a Beta. She has to be a Beta, that’s what everyone’s always said. That’s what she’s said. I didn’t know it was possible for an Omega to present this late but that has to be what’s happening.

Fuck.

I have to get her out of here.

Chapter 6

Grace

I feel so hot all over. So hot… and my heart… it’s racing. I can’t seem to get it to slow down. I can’t seem to breathe. I can’t…

I feel dizzy and unsure. A little fuzzy. I don’t know what’s going on.

Usually right about now I’d start to worry that someone had put something in my drink. But I trust Hendrix and the others not to put something in it, and all of them have been close to me all night. A man would be an idiot to try to get something in my drink and then steal me away from four healthy Alphas.

What’s more, Cade looks worried as he stares down at me. He didn’t do anything. Cade wouldn’t take advantage of me, I trust that.

Although I do almost wish he would…

What kind of thought is that? I must be drugged. I feel crazy. This doesn’t make sense, I was feeling so great. I was having a lot of fun, after that horrible evening. It was good to drink and dance and let loose.

Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I did any of that. Even out on dates with William or at parties that were supposed to be fun, I was focusing on impressing people. I had to be the sophisticated person that I wanted to be, not just because it was who I wanted to be but also because it was what William expected.

I wanted to impress his boss, or my colleagues, or someone. I was never just cutting loose and not thinking about anyone else. This is the most fun I’ve had in years. Maybe the most fun I’ve had since leaving home.

I had no idea how much I was focused on my career and succeeding in it, then on being a good girlfriend to William, until suddenly I’m not anymore.

But this is different. I’m not having fun now. Instead I actually feel pretty sick. I’m so hot I have to wonder if I’m feverish.

Maybe someone didn’t put something in my drink. I know how roofies work although thank god I’ve never had one before, and they don’t give you fevers like this. It doesn’t feel like an allergic reaction either. My throat isn’t swelling up. I don’t feel itchy.

I just feel hot.

“Cade,” I murmur. “Why is it so hot in here? I feel so hot…”

I want to rip my clothes off. I want to get out of here. Everything smells so much more intense. Cade smells amazing, like spiced mulled wine and chocolate chip pancakes. Best of all, he also smells like fresh mountain air. I need air, right now. I want to bury my face in his chest and take huge gulps.

Oh my god, I sound completely insane.

Cade’s scent isn’t the only one that I can smell, though. Everyone around me smells so much stronger, but I don’t want their scents. It all smells wrong. Even the beer and the sweat from the dancers smells stronger to me, clogging up my nose. I can’t breathe, or at least that’s what it feels like.

There’s something building inside of me. A heat that isn’t like a fever. Or maybe it is. It’s a need. A need for what, I don’t know. I just know that I need.

I cling to Cade. “Help me,” I whisper. What I need help with, I’m not sure. I just feel in my bones that Cade can give me what I need. He has to give me what I need.

“Okay, okay.” Cade picks me up, easy for him to do when he’s so strong and a good foot taller than I am. “Let’s get you out of here. Jesse!”

The other three hurry up and I realize that they have to push through in order to get to me. There’s a crowd of Alphas around me and I have no idea when that happened. Everything’s spinning and fuzzy.

Cade looks like he’s about to start taking on everyone in the bar. “Move out of the fucking way,” he snarls.

“I got her,” Hendrix says. “Come on, darlin’, let’s get you out of here.”

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