Page 191 of Chosen Beta

I’m so damn grateful he’s so open to sharing.

Pete, too.

All of my mates. All of hers.

We walk over there.

Kellan disentangles himself and gets up to his feet. “Okay, so I need a room for the night.”

“We have a spare one in our suite,” Pete says. “Is there security in the hallway where your room is, Brooke?”

She nods. “I’m near Teri and there’s been a guard walking back and forth all night.”

“If we’re locked up in Brooke’s room, we’ll be fine,” I add.

Pete isn’t totally convinced.

I guess we still don’t know who that ninth person is on Warren Corvina’s list.

It could be anyone.

“If it’s someone with a two-syllable name, we’ll figure something out,” I suggest.

Pete nods slowly. “Okay. Sure. Let’s go see Ezra. Then you girls can get going.”

“We’ll wait out here,” Brooke says.

I walk with Pete to the medical wing, and we find Ezra in the staff room, washing his coffee cup.

“There you are,” he says. “I was just waiting for you to get finished.”

“Yeah, so much for not working late, right?” I ask him.

“True. At least our patient in room nine seems to be a lot calmer tonight. And she finally has a name. That Zeta really knew what he was doing.” He shakes his head. “Never seen anything like it.”

“Us neither,” Pete admits. “He knocked it out of the park with the brainwashed Omegas.”

“It must be tough. Having an ability like that. He could help so many people, but he risks someone spilling his secret every time.”

Clearly, Ezra was even more affected by Rob’s abilities than we were. He still seems completely in awe of the guy. It was remarkable, for sure. I guess I’m just a little more interested in claiming Brooke now that I know we’re fated, and I don’t have one single reason for not being with her.

“Lana needs to ask her lead Alpha a question,” Pete says, when I’m quiet for a minute.

Ezra puts the mug down and wipes his hands with the towel.

“Of course. What did you need to ask?”

I look at him, and I know he’s going to say yes.

He’s well and truly meant for me.

“Brooke is my true mate. I know we both have our own packs and we’re not looking to merge them or anything, but we’ve always had our own connection. I want her in my life, and she wants me in hers.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” he says. “I know you weren’t sure what to do for a while.”

“So, you’re good with this?” I ask, needing it confirmed.

He smiles. “I am. I’m guessing you’re staying with her tonight?”

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