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“Travis did this? I can’t believe it.”

“Believe it.”

“Over the Betaren pills?”

“Over the…” I pause, unsure if I can share this problem that initially didn’t sound like a problem. Both Travis and Melanie were onboard with the project. Everyone I know wanted Betaren produced, and the only thing lacking was money. I had plenty of it, and so Travis allocated funds to double, even triple, my inheritance. “Over the funding, probably. He’s mad because I threatened to cut off the funds.”

She looks at me sideways. “What funding, Tabs?”

“I fund the Betaren project.”

Leah’s jaw drops again, and she stares. It’s comical, really, but I don’t laugh. She closes her mouth, then says, “You’re funding the project and banging the Hordesman who hunts the people involved?”

“Yeah.”

“Holy shit.”

“Yeah.” That’s all I can say. I’m nervous about breaking the news to Arkin. He’ll hate me. I don’t want him to hate me. Oh, I’m in trouble. The image of my mom comes to mind, and my chin quivers. I miss her so much.

Chapter 10

Arkin

Sotay’s claws dig into my shoulders. I yelp like one of the minidogs and erect my armor, then sink him under the water, and sit on his shoulders. Losing air, he claws at me, but I’m not letting go. Got him pinned. He’ll ruin my life with his dick. Sotay’s into black girls, and black Omegas are a rare sighting. He caught a whiff of Leah’s pussy, and the world stopped spinning.

I can’t exactly chastise him for it while I’m having my own dick-guided thoughts toward Tabby, but I can drown him out a little. Under me, he stills, air almost depleted. I yank him up and dump him on the side of the pool. His big body hits the concrete hard, and he gasps for air.

I swim away, hoping not to choke as I laugh. I’m in a great mood today when I shouldn’t be. I should be out there hunting the project people. Instead, I’m here, enticing Tabby into another heat wave, even if a temporary one. I only need a few hours to breed her. Bonding her now would be a major problem seeing as I’d become useless during mytransition,a process where I shed green armor in favor of stronger, sturdier red armor.

Sotay lies there, breathing heavily, scrubs his face. “Did I or did I not see a black Omega?”

“Back off.”

“Yeah, okay.”

I roll my eyes and swim back to him, resting my elbows on the pool’s edge.

He joins me in the pool, elbow touching mine. “Family name?” he asks.

“Not interested.”

“I am.”

“One of us should stay focused on the mission.”

“Have at it.”

I glance at him. Sure enough, the only thing stopping him from slinging the Omega over his shoulder and running away to rut over her is me. So I better fucking wake up. “This Omega has a list with all the names we need.”

“I can ask her for it.”

“You’re not trained for Omega handling. You won’t last five minutes if she goes into heat.”

“Nobody else is getting the list from her either.”

“I’ll deal with her. Both of them.” I pray the Omega pussy scent doesn’t cloud my sanity and I end up taking Tabby back upstairs. All I want to do is fuck her. Day and night.Ugh.I hammer my forehead against the concrete.

Sotay pats my back. “Youarecompromised.”

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