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Cam shuddered, cock twitching despite the orgasm still fading from his system. “Yeah, yes. I’ll wait.”

“Okay, baby, let me call her,” River said, and kissed him on the lips.

Camknewhe had to leave in order to get his phone, and yet Cam hated the inches that separated them, the cool air that filled River’s place.

“You’ll come back, right?” Cam asked, turning to follow River’s body with his gaze as the beta headed toward the bathroom.

“Of course I will. I’ll come right back after I call her, promise.”

He cleaned up, wiping some of their fluids from his body and donning a robe.

Cam couldn’t wait to take that right off him.

“I’ll bring back a snack while we wait for her,” River said, and Cam nodded.

As the door shut behind him, Cam sucked in a breath. The plastic scent from the blankets and pillows was long gone, drenched in Cam’s own honey and vanilla.

He hated being alone during a heat. The room felt too big, too empty, and Cam closed his eyes, pulling a blanket over his head. It smelled like River.

He liked to imagine he could hear the murmur of their voices as River and Dylan exchanged words, but the nest was soundproof, so it was likely his own imagination.

Ashley.

Would she really come?

She wouldn’t say no, right?

He was a male omega, about as rare as a female alpha. At the very least, surely she wouldn’t turn down an invitation to fuck him. To lock him six ways to Sunday because that’s what their bodies were made to do.

A whine tore from his throat at just the thought of it.

He never wanted alphas during his heat. They were all gross and dumb and domineering and challenged boundaries just because they could.

Then again, he’d never met an alpha whose existence challenged his opinion of said alphas.

Like Ashley.

Ashley was different.

And he wanted her. Had from the moment she’d told him his roundhouse sucked.

He hoped she wanted him, too.

33. PLAN IN ACTION

DYLAN

Dylan’splanhad less to do with actual action and more just… waiting.

Waiting for the opportunity to lure Ashley here, where he knew both she and Cam really wanted her.

Dylan checked all the locks once more, drew the shades, and eyed the closed door in the apartment, down the hallway to the right.

Protecting Cameron the past few months had been… easy, for the most part.

Maybetooeasy.

Once the omega had grown out of his petulance and actually let Dylan do his job, things had fallen into place. Dylan was getting comfortable, and that scared him.

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