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“I feel that. These omegas can drive us to madness with worry.”

“Truth.”

We worked side by side for a few more hours. “Do you like him?” Tyrus breached the silence.

“I do,” I said, whirling around in the chair.

“And you trust him?”

“I do, Ty. He’s been through some heavy shit.”

“Is it the bond or you? Can you tell?”

I nodded. “The bond is still weak. He’s not marked, and neither am I. He’s still bonded to the other alpha somehow. But he’s mine, and I care about him.”

“Good. You’ll find a way, then.”

“I hope so.”

Chapter Ten

Raven

My head was pounding, but I had to pee, which meant I had to crack my eyes open. I didn’t want to. It felt like I’d barely gotten to sleep. But I knew that wasn’t the case because I’d already woken up a few times and willed myself to ignore my needs. That didn’t pan out well—dreams of having to find a toilet are never fun.

So I did it. I forced my eyes open, taking so much more energy than it should have. And when I did, there was a man standing over me. One I thought I’d never see again: the healer.

I froze, unsure of what to say or do. Then I felt my mate’s hand on mine, his warmth giving me strength. It was all going to be okay. Sutton was here.

“He’s here to help, honey,” Sutton said gently. “You’ve been asleep a long time.”

“Pee.” That was all I managed to get out.

Sutton looked at me, unsure how to respond.

“Gotta pee.” It was closer to a sentence.

“Oh…okay.”

The healer stepped back, and Sutton got out of my way. But, when I stood up, everything started to spin, and suddenly Sutton was by my side again, making sure I didn’t fall.

“I’ll take you in there and let you…do your thing.” It was cute how he avoided saying I needed to urinate. Or at least it would’ve been cute if my head didn’t feel like it was being slammed repeatedly with a sledgehammer.

He stayed by my side, giving me physical support as I needed it on the short trip to the bathroom. And then he afforded me the privacy I needed.

My head was still throbbing, but the dizziness had subsided. I no longer felt like I was going to topple over. If I had, I’d have asked Sutton to stay with me. I wasn’t too proud to accept his assistance.

I had no idea how long I’d slept after Tyrus and Pop-Tart came over. I’d been tired. I thought it was just the stress of everything hitting me at once and that I needed a nap. But the more I slept, the more I needed to sleep.

Sutton would wake me up, give me something to drink and a whole lot to eat, and I’d go right back to bed. It wasn’t that I was sick, exactly, but something was off. Something was wrong.

When I was done with the bathroom, I went straight back to the bed. What I wanted to do was stop by the kitchen and grab a sandwich or five, but the healer was still in our space. Whatever was going on while I was sleeping had made Sutton nervous enough to call for him. And, based on my headache alone, being seen by him was a really good plan.

“Why are you back?” he asked.

I closed my eyes, the dim lights too much for me.

The healer was one of the people there that night and, based on his tone, he was also a member of the Raven-Doesn’t-Belong-Here Club.

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