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“Mystery?” Cian asks. “What do you mean?”

“Uh, sometimes if someone doesn't know exactly what they want, Hollis will pull packs of her choosing for an omega to date. It’s a surprise to everyone involved, all they have is a date and location,” I explain. “I have a feeling that’s what’s happening now.”

“The alphas Aisling’s been meeting with are terrible,” he admits. “As I said, she’s been upfront with her needs. I have the freezer fully stocked with her favorite ice cream exactly for when she gets home.”

“You’re an enigma, Cian,” I murmur. “Domh kept asking Aisling if you’re the reason that she’s dating, because you want her packed up as soon as possible.”

“Bah,” he scoffs. “If it was possible for her to stay with me forever and take care of her own needs, then that’s what she’d do. I just got her back.”

“We’d never keep her from you,” I say seriously. “Ever.”

“I know,” Cian says. “I’m going to be honest, though. You may need to kidnap her for this to work.”

Tossing me my phone, he walks out of Aisling’s nest, ignoring my dropped jaw. Heart pounding, I grab my phone and check the messages.

Domh:

I found a construction company willing to come out tomorrow and do a few updates to the attic.

Evan:

I’m adding so many things to my cart in her color scheme. What kinds of fabric does she like? Send me photos.

Caelin:

How is she?

Blowing out a breath,I take a photo of her, making sure they can see me as well.

Domh:

What the fuck is that bastard doing to her?

Domhand I are going to need to talk about how he feels about our boss.

Me:

Aisling has to be medicated through her heats, because she’s scared to death after what I did. This is my fault. Her gel has also worn off.

Evan:

Wait, what the fuck does that mean?

Caelin:

Can the scent match be recognized if she’s unconscious?

They’rerapid fire messaging me and I sigh, moving so that I can carefully drape Aisling over my body. The arm with the IV is on my chest, while the tubing hangs over our heads, because of how the doctor set it up. There’s not a pole to worry about knocking over, thankfully.

Sending them another photo, I also get one of the different blankets surrounding us.

Me:

Evan, she likes lots of different textures and fabric weaves. See if you can figure these out from sight alone. The IV isn’t working as well anymore, which means I’m not moving from this spot until her heat breaks. Aisling was in pain when I found her, even though she was unconscious. Also, the answer to your question, Caelin, is yes.

Caelin:

Fuck me.

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