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I can’t make a move until my Alphas tell her she’s fated for us.

So, all I can do is think about how incredible it’s going to be once she’s claimed and wearing my mark. That pretty throat is just begging to be bitten into. She’s not the kind of woman to hide who she is, so I know that’s where she’ll want it.

She’ll want the world to know she’s ours.

Thinking about making her mine, I stroke my cock until the cum I want to fill her pussy with spills out over my fingers.

When I open my eyes, I’m alone and I’ve made a mess.

I catch my breath before I reach out to put the shower back on.

My heart is still racing as I put my hand under the stream, letting the cool water wash away my sins. It’ll be easier to be around Lana now that I’ve dealt with my lustful thoughts about her.

When the water gets warmer, I step into the shower to get rid of the last traces of evidence on my stomach and cock.

Shadow will still know what I’ve been up to.

It’s hard to hide these things from Omegas.

They always know.

The important thing is, Lana won’t have to deal with the lewd comments I would have ended up making if I was still feeling incredibly fucking horny and desperate to be allowed the chance to claim my new mate.

I get the feeling it’s going to be a long day.

I turn the water off and step out of the shower.

The sooner I take over from Owen, the sooner he speaks to Ezra.

One tiny conversation later, we get to tell Lana she’s fated for us.

Finally.It feels like I’ve been waiting forever.

Has it really only been a day since I met her?

Time is irrelevant when it comes to true mates.

If nothing else, I learned that from the nine months I spent in prison.

My pack waited for me. They visited every day. They made that stretch feel like nothing.

In a heartbeat, it was over, but for me and them, our time together was just beginning.

The moment is coming with Lana, and I can’t wait.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Ezra

Shadow’s still dozing in bed when I get out of the shower. It’s early, and he doesn’t do early.

Even if he was usually up at this time, considering how late we went to bed last night, I wouldn’t expect him to be getting up for a while.

If he wants to sleep, I’ll let him sleep.

Pete can stay here with him until he’s ready to get out of bed.

I start to get dressed, putting on my underwear and hunting through my dresser for a plain white T-shirt to wear under my scrubs. I find one just when I’m about to give up and pick a blue one out instead.

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